Hating on the success of others

I've been preoccupied of late and so take full respsonsibility for letting GMDB die a slow death. But I'm not about to throw in the towel just yet. And while the Mets are giving me severe agita to the point where I can no longer form half way decent post about them with erupting into a volcano of violence, that doesn't mean I can't hate on the success of other teams.

For instance the Tampa Bay-Rays. Oh what a feel good story, you have to be rooting for them in October. Bullshit. Fuck that and fuck the Bayrays. You go to hell Evan Longoria, you go to hell and you die.

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Ok I have to go back to busy and exciting life now, check back here for more terrible shit later on.

In memoriam

What it be in such terrible taste if I said that today marks a special day for the remembrance of TWO epic collapses, one of them being of this day last year when the Mets' started choking their way out of the post season?

Yes, it definitely would be. But not as poor as the taste displayed here.

And yet another one way ticket directly to hell is purchased.

Happy Major Boobage Day!

Why is it Major Boobage Day? Because I just realized the Braves have been mathematically eliminated!!!!

Suck one, dork bags! Feast on the bitter vitals of defeat and save some room to eat the shit from a fetid ass crack for dessert you stupid Atlanteans!

Now lets celebrate with some hot fucking tits!

Yeah!
Get some Kenny!
Oh hell yeah! Check out those totally titillating ton-tons!

Look at all that bodacious boob meat!

Julia Stiles, GET NAKED PLEASE! HA HAH!

Boy would I like to butter up those flap jacks! All right!

Holy jeez those are some nice looking honkers! I'd like to push them around like a couple of big gooey punching bags!!!

Fuck yeah, how great are tetons? They are excellent. Mets boobs and no Braves in the playoffs. Today is a good day.

Die Hurricane Hannah, Greg Dobbs

Yesteday's game can jump up my butt. That was awful. I watched the whole thing. Granted it was in a bar so I also had a sweet sweet beer near by at all times to wash down the bitter failures of the Mets. Brett Myers was mowing down MCs like he was mowing the lawn. He was waxing chumps like a candle. He was punching his wife in the face like a brutal savage. Then Greg fucking Dobbs shows up to plunge the dagger of defeat deep into last vestiges of remaining hope.


Now I have to deal with no baseball this afternoon because of that asshole, Hurrican Hannah. Sunday doubleheaders are fine but not on the NFL's opening weekend. Thankfully my beloved G-Men have allready brutalized the barf inducing pathetic Jim Zorn led colection of idiots known as the Washington Deadskins.


Holy crap I could watch that all day. In fact I think I just did.

Say, the Russian Prime Minister is really sticking it to Georgia, huh?

Well that's PUTIN it lightly!

Haha, god I wish Russia would run there tanks through the worthless state of Georgia rather than just the worthless County in the Caucus Mountains. Taste Pooty Poots cold steal Atlanteans.


Happy Labor Day, sluts. I'll be at the beach for the week. GO SCARLET KNIGHTS, DIE BULLDOGS!