To move Kemp, Colletti added, "I'd have to have a conversation where my jaw drops. It's got to be something you can't say no to. I haven't heard anything like that. In fact, teams have stopped asking." Fuck you Plashke.
Please God...let this be the truth.
I'm on the verge of buying my Kemp jersey for next year.
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Seriously, I have been waiting so long to pull the trigger on buying a Kemp jersey. There are a few autographed ones circulating on ebay, but they are always huge sizes.
What is the rule on that? Does the first person to buy one get exclusive rights to rock the Kemp jersey or at this point do we just all have to get one (can't decide if it would be cool or uber-gay if we all showed up rocking the same jersey). Or do we each get one but in different styles (home, road, batting practice). If we go with the last plan I only vote that Br!an has to rock the smedium t-shirt jersey (possibly with the sleeves cut off).
Me and Brian both claim to be the 1st one that stated they were getting a Kemp jersey. I still think I was first. He will refute this. Although I disagree with what he says I will defend, to the death, his right to say it.
However, barring a catastophe (trading Kemp), it appears we will both be getting the #27. Brian is getting home...while I'm getting road.
Maybe u can rock a Chan Ho Park sweater vest???
I think we can easily all get Kemp jerseys and just work out a schedule so that we don't all wear them to the same game. This problem can be easily sidestepped if we just trade Ethier for Adam Dunn, Johan Santana, or Allen Cunningham.
I am just glad the stadium shop didn't have that Saenz jersey I was thinking of buying last year (think the novelty of that would have worn off pretty quickly). I was recently considering getting a Tiger Penis tank-top jersey but I think Milano's company makes those and she probably refuses to make any with Penny's name/number since she is bitter he stopped laying the lumber to her vajay and moved on to the younger Miss Dushku.
On a side note, I finally saw Superbad yesterday (since I essentially never go to the movies and catch everything way after it comes out). I had heard a lot of hype on this one and it definitely had some hilarious moments (I am now telling everyone that I am the Iron Chef of pounding vajay). However it didn't quite live up to the "funniest movie ever" billing I had received from some people.
And what is the deal with the two main guys? Granted they are funny as shit most of the movie but come on, are these guys a couple of fags or what? That chick who went upstairs with the dude from Arrested Development was smokin' hot and actually says "I'm gonna give you a BJ" yet he fucks it up!?!?!? I wouldn't have cared if she barfed on my cock at that point (get to bust one and she wouldn't have had to buy a new comforter either so it is a win-win).
In more positive news, after seeing this movie and hearing about Bobby's latest trip to the mall I have officially decided to date only high school girls from here on out (all 18 of course, gotta keep it legal). Before you judge me, tell me is it any sadder than my recent history of dating chicks who don't live near me (and who apparently aren't that into me), making out with random girls at parties who don't stop calling me, getting some girl's number at Busby's while typing it in my phone under the name "Good Lookin'" and having no subsequent recollection of the event, and occasionally perusing the Land of the Lost exhibit at the Foxfire.
Nobody here cares...
Ouch Mr. Falcon, ouch.
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