Sadly, this will be my last post for a couple weeks. I finished my PR program at College and they are taking away my laptop for two weeks. I will leave you with this fun little play on words that I made up last night. Enjoy.
I started my Halladay by heading straight to the Escobar to get a Carmona. The Kapler was not a twist Hoffman. Ethier I use my teeth, or the Leiter in my back pocket.
One Carmona, two Carmona, three Carmona four. Youkilus, Youkilus! I Doumit on the floor. No Mora! No Mora! Soon, I was Gagne all night. I woke up on Huston, Street in Rios de janernos. Hunter Byrds were circling my body. Ahh, Inge!!! How did I get that Saltalamacchia’d off only four Carmonas? What a J.J. Put z, I am!