The last 15 times the Cubs have played at PNC Park in Pissburgh, they have come away with 13 wins. This includes a loss on Saturday night when they apparently thought that Zach Duke was Sandy Koufax. Or, perhaps they were afraid Duke would convince his lacrosse team to rape them. Either way, after 11 games, the Cubs have seven wins and just four losses. Three of which still make you want to poke your eyes out with a golf tee.
The problem going into the series in Pissburgh was supposed to be that the pitchers in the series, Sean Marshall, Jerome Williams and Glendon Rusch were either too inexperienced or too fat to be trusted. But Pissburgh was the land of Jimmy Anderson after all, so Jerome and Glendon had to have felt right at home. As long as neither of them attempted to eat one of the racing pierogies, chances were the Cubs would be fine.
In true Cubs’ form, they got one excellent and two decently pitched starts and they lost the excellent one. Marshall was solid in his first road start and Rusch started the process of putting the wheels back on his season in wins over the Pirates, and Jerome was tremendous in his start, but lost because Ronny Cedeno threw away a run and nobody but Matt Murton could drive in a run.
The Cubs were down to their fourth string right fielder for most of the series. When your first stringer is Jock Jones, you can imagine how awful number four on that depth chart is going to be.
It’s this guy:
He has a Cubs’ uniform and everything. It’s pretty neat.
How did we get down to Freddie Bynum? The poor man’s Chone Figgins? So far, he looks like the destitute man’s Chone Figgins. But we got there when Jock pulled a hamstring, John Mabry ran into Sean Casey (taking Casey out for eight weeks) and sprained his neck and then Angel Pagan pulled a hamstring and may have torn up his knee in the process.
Hey, it could be worse. It could be Jose Macias out there.
In Friday night’s win, Mike Wuertz came into an 8-3 game and promptly gave up a pair of crushed home runs. He then got on a bus to Des Moines. The Cubs were bailed out by Scott Williamson who looked unhittable in getting six huge outs.
Bobo Super Novoa got the call from the cornfields to replace Wuertz on the staff, and it’s comforting to have his hulking, sweating, squinting presence back in the bullpen. It’s not quite as comforting when he’s on the mound hurling spheroids at the catcher, but that’s another story.
Then, yesterday, we got truly great news. There had been a lot of speculation that with Pagan’s disabled list trip a certainty that Felix Pie would be called up to make his Cubs’ debut. In an amazing coincidence, Jock Jones’ hammy started to feel better. Jock’s a lot of things, but dumb is not one of them. Big contract or no, he saw enough of Felix this spring to know that when Pie gets his hands on the rightfielder’s job, he just might not let go of it. With Jock “healed” the Cubs were faced with either calling up Felix to ride the pine or leave him in Iowa to play every day.
That decision, especially given that Felix missed so many games last year, was easy, even for the Cubs. So it came down to either recalling Mike Restovich to sit on the bench or calling up a pitcher.
Now, I never see any need to have 12 pitchers on a staff. I think 11 is a stretch, and 12 is ludicrous. But while I was confused that the Cubs called up a pitcher to replace Pagan, I was heartened to hear who it was.
It was The Barber himself, Dave Aardsma. Brother of a beauty queen, owner of a 97 MPH fastball, the first man alphabetically in the Baseball Encyclopedia…Aardsma’s arrival comes at a key moment in the Cubs’ season.
I have to admit that I like the current Cubs’ team. By like them, I mean that there are very few players whom I see on my TV that I want to strangle. It’s pretty much, at least for the moment, down to Jock and Will. I enjoy Neifi’s potbellied antics when he’s a bench player, as he is right now. I’m impressed with the work of anybody not named Wuertz or Ohman from the bullpen. Dusty has been surprisingly lucid so far this season.
I like how most of the hitters take pitches and even better, take outside pitches to the opposite field. I like how Dusty has not once run out a lineup without Murton and Cedeno in it, and he doesn’t seem to be the least bit anxious about it.
I have a relative fondness for each of the four men employed to describe the games for us on TV and radio.
Watching the games so far has been, in comparison to the last few years, a somewhat serene experience for me. It’s kind of nice, actually.
Oh, I still swear at them. Just like I found reasons to go off on the Bears during the big win streak last season. But I can’t say I “hate” any of them.
Of course, the Cubs have yet to lose consecutive games yet. Once that happens, look out.
But in the meantime, we get to enjoy an endless stream of Aardsma jokes. If you’re wondering why we’re all so giddy over his arrival, you could spend lots of time on the Desipio Message Board figuring it out, or I could just tell you.
Hmm…
Fine, I’ll tell you. Slaky decided this spring that Aardsma sounded like a verb. So he set out to figure out what “to aardsma” would entail. For some reason he decided that “to aardsma” was probably to dry shave another man’s…uh…um…Balzac. You get the idea.
The other highlight of my weekend was E-ramis Ramirez’s reaction to getting hit by a pitch on Friday night. It got him in the ribs and then bounced off and hit him in the wrist. He wasn’t hurt, but the Pirates fans cheered. Hey, they traded him three years ago, it’s time to get over it.
E-ramis probably would have come out of the game, since the Cubs had a big lead (though this was pre-Wuertz) but he stayed in, despite still nursing his sore butt muscle. In his next at bat he gave it the old Sammy Sosa “I’m going to hit this 1,000 feet” and struck out. Though he did reach base when Humberto Cota let the ball get away on the third strike.
But on Sunday, E-ramis hit a two run homer and you could tell he felt vindicated. He didn’t even care that most of the fans who were at the game on Sunday, had little or no rememberance that he had been hit two nights earlier. Revenge is a dish best served cold, and apparently 36 hours later.
Remember the other day when I linked to the RBI Baseball version of Game Six of the 1986 World Series? Here’s more than you ever wanted to know about how and why that was created.
The playoffs in the NBA start this upcoming weekend and to the surprise of many, including themselves, the Chicago Bulls have been invited. It really is an accomplishment to be proud of. Given the dearth of a first round draft pick in last year’s draft and no money to spend on an impact free agent (if there had been one to sign) the Bulls were going to be hard pressed to duplicate their 2004-05 success this year. Then the whole Eddy Curry thing blew up and just before the season started most of what wasn’t exactly an imposing inside presence was gone as Curry and Antonio Davis were sent to the Knicks for what amounted to be Mike Sweetney.
With big money coming off the cap this summer, the Bulls were left to muddle through this season with no outside help coming until after the playoffs were over. They started poorly, and quickly showed that they had no size, anywhere. Their guards are small, they have no power forward and Tyson Chandler’s like Ben Wallace without the mean streak and the afro at center.
It would have been easy to have packed it in, took their lumps, gone 31-51 and cashed in two lottery picks this summer. But they didn’t do it. They were 10 games under .500 less than a month ago and were headed nowhere. But they’ve won 9 of their last 11 games and if things break right over the next three days, they could be the FIFTH seed in the East. If the matchups fall right, they might even win a playoff series. OK, that probably won’t happen. But after all those years lost in the wildnerness following Tim Floyd and Bill Cartwright, the Bulls can fully appreciate two straight playoff appearances. Even if it is the Eastern Conference.
Marlen Garcia looks back at the wild and unlikely road the Bulls took the playoffs.
Mark Bueherle got fined for treating the infield tarp like a big slip and slide. Remember when Don Zimmer fined some of the ’88 Cubs for the same thing? SI ran a thing in the scorecard last week about unusual baseball injuries. Buehrle getting hurt sliding on the tarp would have assured him a spot on the list the next time they ran it.
What the Cubs have right now is one studly pitcher who hasn’t pitched (consistently) up to form, and old Hall of Famer pitching better than we have reason to believe he can keep up and three question marks. The oldest of the three question marks finally got it together yesterday.ÂÂ
In a close shave, Aardsma got the call over Mike Restovich.
Groucho’s next trade to save the Bulls? Tyson Chandler and two number ones for Rashard Lewis and the Sonics’ number one.
Mariotti put down the doughnut to watch the Bulls on TV.
Ronny Cedeno’s got a great arm. It’d be nice if he could keep the ball out of the dugout, though.
The Wizard of Roz says that Dusty seems calmer this year. It’s early. Very early. But so far Dusty just seems more…competent. That could change, though.
Ted Cox throws Milo Hamilton under the bus. As always, Milo deserves it.
Peter Gammons from his Insider column on Matt Murton and Greg Maddux.
One of the things that has impressed the Cubs most about Matt Murton is that he has attached himself to Greg Maddux to learn about how pitchers think and approach hitters. “Murton wants to learn everything,” says one Cubs coach.
With Bruce Sutter entering the Hall of Fame in July having changed the sport with the split-fingered fastball he learned from Fred Martin, Cubs pitching coach Larry Rothschild asks, “Is Maddux the only pitcher to change the game by introducing two pitches?” Maddux throws a fastball in that runs back over the corner and an inside changeup. Probably not.
My one useless Matt Murton prediction? Since last year, his average never, not for one day, not for one at bat, dipped below .300, I think he’ll never spend a day in the Major Leagues with a career batting average of under .300. I love that kid.
Sports Guy picks his NBA MVP. Andres Nocioni gets screwed here.
There’s a good chance the Cubs won’t face Jeff Kent tonight. He got hit by a pitch last night, right in the moustache.
Peter King’s Monday Morning Quarterback.
Ongoing proof that Hawk is a loon.
Check out the damning with faint praise in Ken Rosenthal’s latest. Of Craig Biggio a scout says his arm strength has gone from “below average to nearly average.” Huh? Isn’t nearly average still below average? Buck Martinez said he thought Michael Barrett was adequate defensively, but after the WBC he now feels he’s “more than adequate.” Whoo! Put that on his Hall of Fame plaque!
America’s finest news source says that Dusty is not discouraged by the Cubs’ hot start.
Can my nickname be ‘teeth’?
Andy, you should add a line to this article. When you say, “Hey, it could be worse. It could be Jose Macias out there,” you should add, “Oh shit, he’s not available – is he?”
…or, it could just be me.
Yeah, nice recovery on E-ramis’s part, but let’s not forget Saturday night, when he damn near turned a double into an out by strutting like a moran before realizing the ball wasn’t going out.
Let me be blunt and to the point, Kurt. You are not funny. Your doctored graphics aren’t funny; your shouting about socialism isn’t funny; and your “Yeah, and…” joke continuations aren’t funny.
Stop.
Watching the Williams start get squandered was incredibly tough… If only we hadn’t stole Pagan before the Murton double. Guh.
Or if Aramis and a few others would’ve taken some pitches from Duke… He left w/ 104 pitches through 7. Could’ve chased him earlier b/c of the pitch count.
The highlight of the weekend, though, was going to batting practice on Friday, seeing Maddux’s kid with him in the outfield, running after everything and fielding everything in sight, and yelling “Happy Birthdday Greg” to be greeted with him looking up, smiling and waving.
Now I get to stay up late for 3 nights in a row… Fun stuff.
And JD wondered if Aardsma would catch on. We were all young once.
Alright fellas…I got the new vibrating Gillette Power. Who’s first? No, Kerry and Mark…I heard you fellas don’t have a balzac.
Fast Freddie Bynum has my vote. Not only can he not hit, hell he rarely even touches the ball with the bat, did you see that half assed attempt on Wilson’s triple on saturday? Wilson was content stopping at second until he saw FFB jogging after the ball. Brenly even pointed that one out saturday and again on sunday. Wilson of coursed scored on a sac fly from third and the Cubs lost by one. Everyone is quick to blame Cedeno for the loss but FFB gave up a run because of his lack of hustle, which to me is worse than the throwing error. If this isnt enough to dislike him, give him time. I hate to say it but at least the gremilin tried!
At least I have one major league quality skill. Macias couldn’t even run.
FFB, get your hairy sack over here and let me give it a shave! That crap is weighing you down!
Oh noes!1one
They’re gonna ruin Austin Peeay by even thinking about bringing him to Wrigley when it’s so obvious that he is not ready yet.
See, because it’s an indisputable fact that all of Corey Patterson’s eventual busticity resulted from his being brought up too early. This is fact. Another year in the minors, and Patterson’s pretty face would be on the fast track to Cooperstown right this minute.
And because Corey Patterson was instantly transformed from a 5-tool money in the bank superstar with tremendous, Dunn-esque VORP to a sulking, flailing boob all on account of being “rushed” it therefore stands to reason that Felix will suffer the exact same fate.
Because, see, it works that way for everyone. Patterson makes it the rule. And you know how we feel about rules. And logic, can’t forget the logic.
The fact that Hendry would even consider bringing Felix to Wrigley indicates that he has not learned from the past, and is therefore doomed to repeat it. And unfortunately Felix has no say in the matter. If he sets foot in Wrigley this year, he’ll be an Oriole by 2010. Book it.
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Honesty compels me to say that I am intrigued by this whole “Aardsma” business. I need to do some research.
No one is as funny as Andy Dolan, sir, but if the best you can do is insult me by changing the spelling of my name, then you already know that. (No offense, Chuck.) Am I funny? I know hundreds of hookers paid to laugh at my jokes who will say contrary to you, sir, but then again most of them are dead now. You may have a valid point.
Isn’t the point of the Aardsma that there isn’t any preparation involved. A Bic and a Ballsack. No more. No less.
You know what hurts the most is the… the lack of respect. You know? That’s what hurts the most. Except for the… Except for the other thing. That hurts the most. But the lack of respect hurts the second most.
Bloody hell! The one time I’m awake at 1:30 pm Chicago time (5:30 Wednesday morning for me), the Cubs are in bloody California! There is no justice in the world.
Andy, for the love of Christ, don’t use me. They’re not funny. The legion of Desipiots, minus about 4 morans, are just pining for the day these will die out. Please don’t feed the animals.
Kurt, I would not heed #4.
“Hey, it could be worse. It could be Jose Macias out there.”
You can borrow my binoculars anytime, Andy. As I’ve said at the board, “Freddie Bynum = Jose Macias II”.
To #17. Don’t be so pushy, boys. Join in the fun, but don’t try to take things over or run stuff into the ground. It was funny the first 708 times.
Shut up! F#$k you! You f#$king dick!
Always nay-saying…everything I create! You piece of shit!
YOU create something like inward singing! You f#$king shit!
You f#$king sit in your tower! F#$king nap…What’s funny??…. You f#$king bitch! F#$king…f#$k you!
F#$kin’…cock ass!!
#20 is me.
I’m funny?
It doesn’t sound at all like a verb, at least in English – English being the language everyone at the messageboard, and all readers of this site, presumably favor. As a premise for a joke, therefore, “Aardsma” sounding like a verb (whose gerund form would be the awkward “aardsmaing,” proof enough of its not resembling a verb) is a stretch. That would be fine, and the joke would survive its lame premise, if only the joke itself were funny. But what is the joke? That shaving a man’s testicles is the action the verb represents. har har, I guess. I don’t understand how anyone with a good sense of humor could find that funny, considering both the lameness of the joke and the lameness of the premise of the joke. Throw in overuse of the joke, and it’s about as funny as leukemia.
Noam Chomsky? Is that you?
Nope, it’s me.
Read the last page or two of the Michael Barrett thread on the messageboard. That’s not funny. At all. It’s painfully unfunny. If someone from any other board (or, honestly, if most readers familiar with the “joke”) were to read it, he’d not find it funny. Haha a picture of Jeter, Clemens, and Barrett together. Haha who doesn’t belong? Haha it’s Jeter, because he hasn’t been aardsmaed. haha hoho hehe guffaw chortle chortle
If someone unfamiiar with any of our jokes read them, they’d probably find them “not funny.” Lassie Edmonds?
That’s why they call them “inside jokes.”
Granted, Aarsdma doesn’t quite reach the magnificence of Paul’s last few months ’round these parts, but it’s still a chuckler.
“Lassie” is funny with a second of explanation. Say, “See, the joke is that Jim Edmonds fucks collies,” and you’ll get, if not a laugh, at least a nod in appreciation of the potentially humorous nature of the nickname. Explain “aardsma” to anyone and you’ll get the blank stare the joke deserves.
Don’t put quotation marks around not funny. Not funny, especially in this case, means not funny – not merely putatively not funny.
Heard you guys need a 4th outfielder. Maybe you can swing a trade for me and my totally tubular .071 average. I’ll see you guys soon:)
The above posters may be correct in that many would be turned off by the messageboard’s inside humor.
But the same people who only read Andy Dolan’s Daily Dose also don’t read the comments, dickweeds. But for reference to Desipiots in two paragraphs today, anybody can read the Dose, not know that the comments and messageboard even exist, and be no worse off for it.
Get off your high horses. You’re obviously Desipiots. And you don’t like the Aardsma jokes. Deal with it. Nobody here enjoys everything anyway. They just don’t waste their time bitching about it.
Curt, Brokearm mountain was very funny.
Aardsma is funny. This might help you understand yourself better http://www.apa.org/monitor/feb03/overestimate.html Funny really is what everyone else thinks it is.
Len just let us know that I am good today.
You’ve convinced me that I was wrong. By linking me to a site about overestimating’s one own competence, you have successfully refuted all of my many, well-reasoned explanations as to why the Aardsma jokes aren’t funny.
Let me reassure you, 33 and especially 31, I am not funny. I was not funny the first time I was mentioned, nor the thousandth. The fact that, in order to understand what this “term” means, you have to go back and dig through about 2 or 3 different threads which contain posts by about 4 different people proves this. A joke shouldn’t be a labour to understand. Much like 28 mentioned. Saying Jim Edmonds fucks dogs is funny. Even the Steve Stone visibility comments are funny. Hell, the Chip Caray “Honesty compels me” jokes are funny. All because they have a basic premise, not an overly manufactured one.
This is what Juan Pierre’s nickname would be at Sons of Sam Horn if he played for the Red Sox. Get it? They make literary allusions there! They’re not just baseball fans! They’re wicked smaht!
Oh yeah, and the fact that the resident Sux fan, Steve Bartman, uses me is even further proof that I suck.
I do suck. I’ve been shitting all over the Cubs no matter what they do, because I’m not actually a fan. They’re 7-4? So what, it can’t last. Why do I even follow the team when doing so is clearly not a positive in my life? It’s probably because I’m a moron.
I was written by Paul the Genius/Cocksmith/Scholar/Bears Fan/Hobart Resident/Dog Molester/President. Nothing can be more painfully obvious.
I’m completely incorrect, and am scrambling to explain away people’s criticisms of an unfunny inside joke that is very dear to me.
I visit this thread and all I see are a huge pack of whiners. You know what kills message boards? Not bad jokes that run for too long, not unfunny photoshops or whatever. It’s whining. Jesus Christ, you morons, you are a part of one of the best websites and message boards in the baseball community and you’re trying to throw it all away over a pissing contest. Grow the fuck up.
How come messages complaining about other people whining are invariably the whiniest messages? Also, you seem to be granting this board and site too large a place in your life. It’s just a messageboard/website. And these are only objective criticisms of a joke that isn’t funny.
Hey, if you guys don’t shut up, I’m gonna me all of you. (crickets) Get it? (crickets) Huh?
A single post on the subject is an objective criticism. Constantly arguing about it is whining. You know it, you’re trolling, you want to avoid Aardsma jokes it’s called skipping the post of the guy who always makes Aardsma jokes.
That’s a whiny post whining about other people whining. And in what universe is it trolling to repeatedly say that a joke isn’t funny, but not trolling to repeatedly say that it is funny, or to constantly use it, when said joke refers to a man shaving his testicles?
And while a few idiots (not “desipiots”; just idiots) who love the joke continue to clog every thread with it, and every gamecast, and run it into the ground and annoy everyone, it’s not easy to “just skip” the posts referring to it. The entire fourth page of the Michael Barrett thread is lame Aardsma jokes. Pity the poor soul who tries to actually comment on Barrett in that thread.
Hey my bad. Sorry to have ever brought it up. Damn work for making me bored enough to think of such a stupid idea. Wont mention it again.
Good. Don’t.
done and done
Will I be the starting pitcher for the National League All-Star game in Pissburgh this year?
Damn, I’m glad I stayed up to listen to this… Go Greggy!
I’m going to Aardsma the fucking shit out of you, Paul/Bartman hybrid.
Someone posting as Greg Maddux is going to “shave the shit out of” the balls of an imaginary hybrid antagonist.
# 44 is me
Kanadian Kurt again shows he can’t take any criticism, real or imagined. You give him push-back, and he freaks out, as evidenced multiple times over at the Goat Riders site. The guy takes his role of Defender of All way too seriously. Giving his poor-rate Photoshop pictures the Thumbs-Down got him swinging his hair brush like a knife. Calm down, Chachi.
The first time I read about Slaky telling his co-workers he’d dry shave his balls when they mentioned Aardsma as a possible solution to the gaping hole at 5th starter, I shot salad through my nose laughing.
I still think it’s funny. I still think Paul’s in the Taliban. I’ve still never read Kurt’s Web site. I still miss the Sloth. I think that poster known as Steve Bartman really is Steve Bartman. He wants to get Cub fans back for ruining his life so he’s trolling the best Cub message board never mentioned in Variety Magazine.
I think when Greg Maddux pitches we should all be wearing Chaps. Because there’s something about an 80 mph fastball turning roid-raging major league hitters into pants-pissing little leaguers that makes me feel more than a tad bit homosexual. It’s not natural, people.
You know what? I’m gonna use it whenever I feel like it. If you think its dumb, tell me yourself. But if you wanna hide behind some double anonymous name like Everyone, feel free.
Are we really having a debate on something as subjective as humor? I mean there are some people who think that Larry the Cable Guy is funny. For me, the only way Larry could make me laugh is if he fell off a tall bridge. But some people think he’s funny.
Also, I love the accusations flying about that certain actions are “ruining” the message board and site. If you make a whiny post, the terrorists have won!
Nope, just one dickwad pissing on Desipio.
…uhh… ok. This guy wants me to hang my head in shame and just take it if someone disagrees with me. I guess everyone is allowed to debate on the internet except for me, and I’m doubly damned if I respond to someone who disagrees with something I’ve said.
But hey. Thanks for reading Goat Riders, sir. I’m sure you must feel very dirty every time you come back to my website. Now, I will just keep doing what I’m doing, and you can keep thinking your dirty thoughts about me here or at the Coven, and that’s cool. If you have a problem with it, feel free to continue to snipe away from your armor of anonimity, and I promise I’ll someday take you seriously, sir. Cheers!
Yeah, the rusty armor of anonymity! You love to trot that one out every time. It’s your ace in the hole. When someone opines that your comedic Photoshopped pictures are worthy of nothing more than an eye roll, you are sure to flail about with damning charges of the dreaded Internet Shroud of Secrecy!
I don’t go to your website at the Coven, sir. I don’t have to. You are more than eager to piggyback on Andy’s site and post your hilarious images there.
The point is you let everything get under your skin, all under the guise of “defending yourself.” Take a deep breath; step away from the keyboard; allow your socialist mind to entertain the thought that someone out there just doesn’t agree with you nor thinks you are funny.
It’s possible to do. Try it out, big boy.
Hey, I heard there was a pissing match on here between a bunch of 15 year old girls, that I thought I’d stop in to watch and listen.
The mentality of this mystery Curt reminds me of the mentality of a father who beats his children. “How dare you back-talk me,” he shouts as he slaps them again.
Mystery Curt, we all know you go to my website. Don’t kid yourself. Me, I would be happy to post my photoshops without my website’s name on them, but, as you know, they tend to get stolen when I do that, in spite of the fact that they aren’t funny. Honestly, I don’t care if Desipidiots go to my site. Desipio is a funnier, more entertaining place anyway.
Playing my “ace in the hole” doesn’t change the fact that you are a nameless pussy who doesn’t have the sack to tell us who you really are, because you certainly realize that you would come under heavy scrutiny by just-about-everybody-else, who would suddenly discover that the guy who thinks nothing is funny isn’t actually funny himself, either. You have yet to prove me wrong on that account. If you want to prove me wrong, then feel free to carry this conversation to the message board. Otherwise, you’re going to be shouting in an empty room, because I’m not coming back to this thread to get sniped at by anonymous pussies.
But can I listen to “Curt”-ina pee?
I don’t see what the big thrill is with shaving one’s balls. I do it for my wife, she loves it. I don’t blame her either–if you were a woman (or a gaydar Paul) and your man asked you to suck on his balls, would YOU want to do it were it a hairy, spikey fuzzball? I’ll take the ball-sucking and potent potables for $500, Alex.
How did the Coven get dragged into this? We only talk about placenta over there, although Fork is threatening to introduce “Aardsmaing” to those innocents.
I have to say that Freddy Bynum will not be getting much love from the Cubs faithful this year. But Dusty being true to himself will play this pathetic stooge alot more then Korey Patterson(.091 as of yesterday and that’s really funny) will hit the ball this year.
Both Freddy and Jock will be true whipping boys. I still can’t believe Hendry signed Jock to a three year deal. How can you give tDumbass Jim an extension for doing something like that?
I do agree with Dolan though, it’s actually hard to dislike a bunch of these guys this year. They are just too unknown to see their flaws so far.
Only time will tell.
Baker Basher
It is really fun to watch us argue.
Y’Aardsma… I’ll need three ships and fifty stout men. We’ll sail ’round the Horn and return with spices and silk, the likes of which ye have never seen.
I hate the sea and everything in ‘t.
I still need more info on what is funny and what isn’t. Lecture me oh wise ones.
I’m still laughing about #65 saying he shaves his wife’s balls. And she loves it! HA!
I’m still laughing about #65 saying he shaves his wife’s balls. And she loves it! HA!
Just doin’ my duty to keep those balls pure.
Nothing says The Internet like speaking for a large number of people from the pulpit of anonymity. I for one would like to officially announce on behalf of all the Desipidiots out there that the Cubs rule and you drool!
We resent that.
I laughed my ass off at this, after I got out the dictionary. Kind of sounds like ‘raging diarrhea”……I’ll bet they don’t teach this stuff in journalism school!
You can get a case of me eating those things.
#76, you didn’t say “raging pissing fireball diarrhea”, did you?
You know where else they have surprisingly good pierogies, right?
Des Moines.