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THE INTERNET'S SURVIVAL GUIDE FOR MEN
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Lytedogg
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I want to be honest with all of my readers. Most people would lay low during a day when they had to attend a party in Boston for their best friend that will be attending grad school 1500 miles away....but not Sudsy. I went to the beach today and had about 18 Bud Lights...and let me tell you....I am completely $hit-hawked out of my mind. I have no idea how I even took a shower and managed to look this good...because I am about an hour away from making the trip up to Boston to see my best friend, and celebrate his last month in town. Sure, I'll probably creep out about 56 girls I went to college with, and maybe 51 of their friends....but you know what....QUITE FRANKLY, I don't give a flying f*ck. Today is the Commodore's day. I plan on making an absolute mockery of the Bell 'N Hand Tavern at 7:30pm EST. And you can put that on the boooooooooooooarrrrrrrdddddddddddd...
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
Long live MJM....the Commodore. We'll miss you buddy. Now here's to me getting kicked out of your farewell party.....much like Franky Thomas got ejected from his 500th HR game.
Cheers everyone, have a safe and happy weekend.
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Simply Suds
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5:36 PM
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In turn, the Nuggets would then be MAJOR players in the trade market for the rest of the offseason...and thru the February '08 trade deadline.
Rajon Rondo, Ray Allen, Paul Pierce, Al Jefferson, Nene/Camby
...Ladies & gents -- that's your Eastern Conference champs.
Why is there no talk surrounding these names?????????
Danny, I can be reached at thewincolumn@gmail.com. I'm awaiting your word as well as your job...
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Chieftain
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2:31 PM
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With the Celtics acquisition of "Big Baby" Davis (far right), Bill Belichick has a tough decision on his hands going into training camp.
Who should start at tight end for the Pats this season?
We all know that Willy Mo Pena (center) and Davis will have little impact on their respective teams, so why not have them along side Ben Watson (far left)? Belichick sweats tight ends and I am willing to give him two more........
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Sportspen
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1:04 PM
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I know, I know...no one cares that much about tennis, but her victory today is an excuse to post a picture of her enjoying a victory snack.
"It's just a weird situation, because you know the rain is coming. You're just thinking you might be a match point up and you have to go and wait to finish the match. It's a little bit of a tense moment." Well Maria, I couldn't agree more.
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Sportspen
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12:48 PM
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Posted by
Sportspen
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12:35 PM
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Just in case some of you weren't aware of how this "society" originated, here is the video (same guys) from the 2006 NBA Draft.
And, yes...these hecklers are corporate lawyers in NYC. True story.
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Chieftain
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8:07 PM
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As discovered by Deadspin, the "Steven A. Smith Heckling Society of Gentlemen" were back at it during last night's NBA Draft.
Couple things I learned from this...
- This video reconfirms my infatuation with Mike Conley, Jr.
- Going forward, Joakim Noah will always be referenced as the "People's Princess" (and rightfully so).
- As the puppet so eloquently notes, Spencer Hawes is going to be a BUST. Anyways, does anyone recall his interview with Stuart Scott last night?? You know, the one in which he claims he's going to become a better basketball player by working on improving his athleticism?? Huh? Spencer - I hate to be the one to break this to you, but your "athleticism" is what it is...it can't be improved. If his name were not "Spencer", he'd be getting a lot of sh*t for being such an idiot. Just stating the facts.
Cheez Doodles!!!!
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Chieftain
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5:52 PM
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Nerds, Nerds, Nerds, Nerds, Nerds, Nerds, Nerds, Nerds!!!
Posted by
Nightmare
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5:33 PM
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Today is the day that so many Jedi Powered Nerds have been looking forward to since at least January.
At last, the iPhone is available to the public. This guy, Greg Packer, has been waiting in-line since Monday...
What did this guy give up to be first in line? A lot of peanut M&M's.
Greg is clearly at the pinnacle of human achievement, unfortunately his home life isn't as glamorous.
Posted by
Nightmare
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5:25 PM
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I love Coco. When I say this, I am not talking about Boston sports. The pimp himself, Ice T, sees this pose frequently. The best thing about Ice T is not his recurring role on Law and Order or his ancient rap albums, the best thing about him is the fact that he sees this pose from tons of chicks......and his wife is cool with it.
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Sportspen
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3:33 PM
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I came across this video on Youtube while trying to find a mammoth little league home run to feel good about. I'm pretty impressed with whoever this kid is. All I know is that he's nicknamed the "viv" and that he played on a nasty Merrimack, NY 12 year old all-star team. His swing is pretty much textbook.
But let's talk about the effort his dad put into his highlight video. All my dad did was swear at the top of his lungs when I didn't get a hit, and would withhold daily meals as a punishment for errors or strikeouts.
Let the kids play.
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Simply Suds
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12:09 PM
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Posted by
Norman P. Orlando
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12:07 PM
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Labels: Females, Television
Ray Allen's PPG stats the past 3 years:
04-05 ....23.9
05-06.....25.1
06-07.....26.4
In case this is not evident, this is called an upward trend.
Posted by
The Commodore
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11:57 AM
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Labels: Celtics
There is about to be a shortage of all hair spray, gel, moose, and 'Got 2 Be Glued' products in your area. Stock up while you still can, because the ankle grabbing, a$$ spreading, pooh jabber known as Wally Szczerbiak is coming to a local store near you.
Don't let the door hit your a$$ on the way out, Wally......YOU SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope your ACL , MCL, and ankle leave you with a Frankenstein-esque limp. You jerk.
Posted by
Simply Suds
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11:52 AM
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Posted by
Norman P. Orlando
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10:55 AM
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Labels: 2007 NBA Draft, Media
And, oh yeah...if Ainge is somehow able to land KG (and convince him to re-sign), the Celts will have $59.4M locked up between just 3 players (KG, Pierce, and Allen) in 2008-09. Newsflash...that doesn't work, especially when you consider that the C's current payroll for the upcoming season is ALREADY $63.4M, the 10th highest in the league. Granted, I don't know what the salary cap will be in 2 years (no one knows for certain), but I can assure you that the NBA salary cap does not increase at an exponential rate.
FYI (updated information)...this past year's salary cap was officially $53.135 million. Additionally, the mid-level exception was $5.215 million.
In the end...for the next 3 months, Ainge will need a new phone plan. Last night was a start...but by no means, the end. At the very least, it's an exciting time to be a Celtics fan, as this is the most publicity the team has received since the Rick Pitino Era.
Posted by
Chieftain
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10:11 AM
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Labels: 2007 NBA Draft, Celtics
Posted by
The Commodore
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8:52 AM
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Labels: 2007 NBA Draft, Celtics
This title says it all. Chris Farley has been reincarnated as a smug little toddler.
“Great, I’ve got a bowl of chocolate pudding in my underpants!”
Posted by
Nightmare
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8:04 AM
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...But I am a math wizard. And I know that when you subtract Delonte, Jeff Green (#5 pick, suck my d*ck), and Wally (see ya when your 'Got 2 Be Glued' haircut finally lets loose you f*cking overpaid stiff, bum, c*nt), and add Ray Allen and "Big Baby" Glen Davis......I actually feel decent about the draft. Sure I don't know anything...but I like the shake up.
Anybody that knows me, knows that I sweat Ray Allen and he is on all of my fantasy hoops teams. Welcome home Jesus Shuttlesworth.....we love you.
P.S. I am super blacked out, and you can all suck my a$$. Bud Light 4 life.
Posted by
Simply Suds
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1:44 AM
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Labels: 2007 NBA Draft, Celtics
A post from Chieftain, some weeks ago, called for a better music video than he had posted. Well here it is, a f*cking classic! This video has it all, bling, b*tches, boobs, booty, and booze!
Karinne Stephans, aka "Superhead" is all over this video. Even Pam and that other chick from "VIP" make an appearance, in Hova's Phantom! This is Rocafella Records in its prime...absolutely killing it!
Posted by
SlowStuff
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11:06 PM
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Do you remember when these modern day Titans risked there life's day in and day out to compete on the most honorable battleground, known as "American Gladiators." I loved this show! Especially the hot MILFS in singlets. It's funny Malibu kind of reminds of Simply after spending all day roasting in the sun!
Posted by
SlowStuff
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9:33 PM
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I was on the treadmill watching the draft and had to cut my workout short to work-up this column before my thoughts all blended together and became mushier than my soon to be sunburned a$$. So here goes...
David Stern lost some serious cache during that opening monologue. Ta-ta-ta-ta-day-David. Widely recognized as the most well-educated and well-respected commish around, Stern utterly bombed. I'm gonna send him some Hooked on Phonics for kwanza.
Second, go back to Duke and get some new material, Jay Bilas. Your brothers and sisters (that's lawyer speak for colleagues) would be ashamed. Of Mike Conley, Jr., Bilas noted "He's not a good athlete, he's a great athlete." Just one pick later he said of Jeff Green, "He's not a good passer, he's a great passer." C'mon dude, that's just weak.
Maybe I'm splitting hairs here (say that 3 times fast Stern), but Suds could do a better job after 25 ice cold ones.
Furthermore, I cannot believe I'm saying this, but Stephen A. Smith as been pretty good thus far. Normally the guy is pecker, but in the shadows of Bilas his animated insight has been refreshing.
Per usual, Mike Tirico has carried the broadcast and Andy Katz has contributed some solid analysis.
All in all, I give it a "C+" to this point. But who am I to judge.
Posted by
Adam Combies
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8:14 PM
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Labels: 2007 NBA Draft, Media
As a follow up to the previous post regarding Ben Affleck absolutely man-handling Ann-Marie Losique, I felt obligated to follow up on the utter hotness of Ann-Marie. F*ck Ben Affleck...
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Norman P. Orlando
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6:07 PM
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Labels: Females
In a related story to a previous post that shows Full House star John Stamos completely sh*tcanned on camera the above video will prove that Stamos is a distant second to one, Ben Affleck, when it comes to being plastered in front of the camera. This interview was pulled from a Quebec talk-show where the host, Ann-Marie Losique, wanted to interview Affleck in the weeks leading up to the premiere of Jersey Girl. Affleck proceeded to put on one of the best displays of a 'full-court press' these eyes have ever seen. The interview took place on a Sunday morning, so I feel fairly confident in saying that Affleck was up all night boozin' because he is obviously three sheets to the wind in this video. This might be a good indicator as to why he had to check into rehab later on in 2004. Either way, I have waaaaaay more respect for Affleck after seeing this clip. Enjoy!
Orlando
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Norman P. Orlando
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6:05 PM
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Posted by
Chieftain
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5:31 PM
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Labels: NFL
On random occasions, YouTube just will not merge with Blogger when text is included in the body of the YouTube clip. I have no idea why, but it has happened in the past...and I'm sure it will happen again.
Anyways, enough b*tching from me -- when such an incident occurs, my only option is to roll with the punches and follow the YouTube video up with a separate commentary post.
With no further ado, mute your speakers (the song is brutal) and answer me this question...
Visually, where does this video rank in history?? Nurse Beecham, Bubbles, & Bambi...are you kidding me??
Bubble baths, cleavage, booty shorts, lung capacity tests, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and girl-on-girl showers.
I'll say no more -- just watch...
Posted by
Chieftain
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4:17 PM
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Labels: Music
Congratulations to Frank Thomas for hitting his 500th career home run today off Carlos Silva in the first inning of today's game between the Jays and Twins. The Big Hurt also added an RBI double later in the game, and in true fashion, was EJECTED in the 9th inning for arguing a third strike call against Joe Nathan.
Good for you, Big Hurt. Hit your 500th home run and go out of the game in style. I like that. Thomas' career stat line of .303 BA, .423 OBP, and .562 SLG is impressive to say the least. Throw in 4 Silver Slugger Awards, 5 All-Star appearances, and 2 AL MVP's, and Frank Thomas is a first ballot Hall of Famer. Oddly enough, Thomas' 500th home run today came in the Metrodome, the same venue in which he hit his first career home run on August 28, 1990.
Hats off to Frank.
Posted by
Simply Suds
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4:10 PM
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On this day back in 1997 Mike Tyson utterly shocked and amazed the world (yet again) by disqualifying himself in the third round of the Tyson vs. Holyfield II fight by taking a nice healthy bite of Evander's ear. I'm not quite sure where to start with this guy. In my opinion Tyson is probably one of the most entertaining people to watch on the planet. As much as I hate reality TV, if there was a show on 24 hours a day that just followed Iron Mike around I'd probably watch it (by the way, why hasn't this been done yet this is an absolute fool-proof slam dunk). I mean how can this guy still be walking the streets and not have been tossed in the looney bin? Nevermind his comments about wanting to eat children, if any of you were lucky enough to catch the skit on the Jimmy Kimmel Show when Tyson was taking care of his pigeons you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. Just knowing that Iron Mike is out there somewhere, mingling with society, makes me both chuckle to myself knowing that he is completely defying all the rules of common sense and reason but also scares the hell out of me because at any point he could pick up a little five year old and take a bite out of his thigh and think nothing of it. So here's to you Mike..."Your style is impetuous and your defense is still impregnable"!!!!!!!!!
This is one of my favorite interviews with Iron Mike where he pulls out all the favorites. One of the best parts of this interaction is the absolutely horrified look on Jim Gray's face when Tyson snaps "What!" at him. Gray doesn't know whether to sh*t himself or just run away as quick as he can. God, just think, Tyson probably does this to people on a daily basis. We need to get this show together.
Orlando
Posted by
Norman P. Orlando
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3:29 PM
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Posted by
Norman P. Orlando
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2:50 PM
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Labels: Females
Posted by
Chieftain
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12:17 PM
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Labels: 2007 NBA Draft
Posted by
Chieftain
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12:04 PM
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Words can't describe the fun I'd have with these fun bags. I'd motorboat the hell out of them, among other unmentionable acts that I'm sure all you perverts are probably thinking as well.
Due to a loss of blood running to my brain...enjoy. Horrayyyyy boobies!!!!!!
Posted by
Simply Suds
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9:10 AM
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Labels: Females
You sign Shea Hillenbrand to address your problem at first base????????
According to Newsday this morning, the Yankees are hard after former Angels first baseman/DH Shea Hillenbrand.
Hold on, let me let this out loud..... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA.
Shea Hillenbrand is a stiff, bum, c*nt.....and not in that specific order. He could also be called a bum, c*nt, stiff, or a c*nt, stiff, bum. Holy $hit Yankees, you are getting really desperate. This guy is a club house cancer.
.254 AVG, a whopping 3 HR's, 22 RBI's, and 19 runs scored for an Angels team that generally scores a decent amount of runs. But just like he's done in every city his blond pubes have taken him, Shea gave us his best "wahhhhhhhh, wahhhhhh, I don't get enough playing time and now I want out of here....wahhhhhhhhhhh wahhhhhhhh."
Hey Shea, go f*ck yourself. You left Boston like a little b*tch, pissin' and moaning until they basically had to escort you and your collection of gay porn out onto Yawkee Way. You are a career .285 hitter.....with a pathetic .322 lifetime OBP, and an even bigger abortion with a lifetime .442 slugging percentage. In layman's terms.....you friggin' suck buddy. You should go back to roping cattle and getting weird with sheep and goats on your ranch. You belong on the bench wherever you go, hence the fact that you pick splinters out of your a$$ in each city your miserable self ends up in. So go eat some Gerber Graduates and take a nappy.
Good looks on the possible pickup, Yanks. Wow.
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Simply Suds
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8:54 AM
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Posted by
Chieftain
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2:24 AM
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Posted by
Lytedogg
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2:13 AM
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According to CNN.com...
Researchers will visit Michigan's Upper Peninsula next month to search for evidence of the legendary creature known as "Bigfoot" or "Sasquatch." The expedition will focus on eastern Marquette County, said Matthew Moneymaker of the Bigfoot Field Researchers Organization. "We'll be looking for evidence supporting a presence... We hope to meet local people who might have seen a Sasquatch or heard of someone else who had an encounter," Moneymaker told the Daily Press of Escanaba.
Wow, a real life manhunt for the real Sasquatch?????? Sounds like something our loyal readers (and those that wish we'd die in our sleep) would be into. I personally think that there are Bigfoots roaming the woods in all of our local forests. I also think they slipped roofies into my drinks at woods parties in high school, and made me lay down in hay with unattractive women. I can personally vouch for a few Sasquatches that myself, The Commodore, and Nightmare have brought home during a college drinking binge. I think we should all buy tons of Bigfoot costumes and freak the f*ck out of these jerkoffs that are looking for Harry and the Henderson's. Seriously, like Bigfoot wouldn't have been caught yet? As far as I'm concerned...whatever that kid shot in Arkansas with his BB gun is as close to Sasquatch as it gets. That thing was a god damn hairy whale roaming the earth. There's no way Bigfoot could out-smart us. He may beat the snot out of us and try to do anal, but unfortunately some of you deserve that. Carry on.
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Simply Suds
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1:32 AM
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Labels: Hunting