Does it really matter how they did it?
Wonder what odds I can get on them getting relegated next season?
And didn’t snooker boy do it too?
Does it really matter how they did it?
Wonder what odds I can get on them getting relegated next season?
And didn’t snooker boy do it too?
Snooker?
Isn’t Monday other people? Didn’t I have a Monday?
Hell is other people and Mondays too?
Can I offer you a cyber-hug and my sincere hopes that it gets better?
Hang in there. You’re among friends.
Didn’t I specifically implore you not to do this? Are you happy now that you’ve spoiled my evening entertainment?
Say, are you a friend of Donald Sutherland? Have you seen him lately?
Is it churlish to complain that it’s too hot to sleep? In Seattle, in May?
No?
What the heck? Can you believe it’s been [snaining][1] here for four days?
[1]:https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=snaining
But not slenailing? (snow, sleet, hail, rain, all in the same damned storm.)
Doesn’t that make me think “wimps!”?
Well, doesn’t that dash my dream of moving to Chicago?
Isn’t the promise of sassages enough?
Are they vegan?
Isn’t that saahsages?
If I take you to the right places, won’t they be?
I assume that all of that stuff is coming at ya more or less horizontally rather than vertically?
Can we go to the Parthenon and get that flaming cheese dish?
Why not both?