Bats, they are sick. I cannot hit curveball. Straightball I hit it very much. Curveball, bats are afraid. I ask Jobu to come, take fear from bats. I offer him cigar, rum. He will come.
The heck I don't! LISTEN KID! I've been hearing that ever since I was at UCLA. I'm out there busting my buns every night. Tell your old man to drag Walton and Lanier up and down the court for 48 minutes.
Thanks! I wanted to find a little better pic for the profile but couldn't, I was looking for the mask forming. Making her background blue was a PITA but I think she is one of the better avatars I have had
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