Some dude sticks his hand out trying to catch a foul ball and now the entire city of Chicago wants to kill him. This, ladies and gentlemen, is very definition of funny.
Steve Bartman is now public enemy #1.
I'd go so far as to say that if the Cubs don't win game 7 tonight, that Bartman won't make it out of the weekend alive.
Talk about irony. I mean the guy is obviously such a huge Cubs fan that he is the guy that goes to the game in a Cubs hat and listens to the game on his walkman so he can hear the play-by-play. And now he might've cost them a shot at the World Series. This guy is gonna have one tough time getting a date in Chi-Town.
I'm watching Saved by the Bell right now. A young Tori Spelling is playing Violet, Screech's girlfriend. It is one of the most emotionally heartwrenching episodes of television I've ever seen.
Cosby is on next. Not The Cobsy Show, but Cosby. What was he thinking with that show anyway? And how did he think he was gonna get away with having Felicia Rashaad as his wife on two different sitcoms? Ahmad Rashaad must want to kill him.
Actually, Ahmad and Felicia has since gotten divorced. I heard it was because she like extra butter on her Pop-Secret Popcorn and he didn't like any butter.
Think that's all I've got for today. By the way I'm still searching for a good manager/agent. You can 30 days to discover me before I officially go at it alone. Over and out.
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
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