Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Waiting for Wotan #13
"It's awful."
"Worse than the pantomime."
"Waiting for Wotan?"
"Waiting for Messi to score against Chelsea."
Posted by Randal Graves at 7:57 AM
Labels: inside joke theatre
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I scoff at insider sport jokes, just so you know ;-)
"Let's Go CAPS!"
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Lazy bastard.
Think the Aspirins will get through against the Realists as well? As BDR hopes, shutting out the Spaniards but good?
life, to parry your harrumph, this is less of an insider [ed note: thou scoffeth at mine dystopian footie plans, duchess?] and more of a holy shit I can't believe what I just saw.
if, everyone should be rooting for a Florida vs. Nashville final.
jim, at least I'm not a torturer. Is it not the pinnacle of sad that the least of four evils are FC Hollywood and Fucksea? Aside from that weirdo Porto vs. Monaco final, who was the last WTF non-uber-club to make it, Leverkusen?
Bring back the KO.
Soccer is ALL the talk here at our house. Seb had to paint his face white because of some stupid bet he made that Barcelona would beat Real Madrid.
Jackass... ;)
(Hugs)
Laura
Oh give it up Randal you know sports in Clevelanistan are just as bad as Seattle.
May give up on word press as it now requires a urine, stool, blood and sperm sample to comment. How do you turn those damn things off?!
I beg to differ: nothing, but nothing, is "worse than the pantomime."
I've decided to wait for breakfast instead.
I'm waiting for a beer that is truly less filling but still has great taste.
laura, that loss is much more understandable than the Great Liverpudlian Woodwork Debacle against Fucksea.
demeur, true, which is why I have to get my footie fix from other towns. We'd make Toronto look good.
Sure, blooger sucks, but you'll get used to the changes and none of that weirdo wordpress comment gatekeeper shit. All you have to worry about is them getting eaten, and let's be honest, how often do any of us have anything insightful to say? We're all dumb.
tom, I can't wait until Zombie Marcel Marceau eats your brain.
susan, pancakes, sausauge, and real maple syrup.
BB, Bob, is that you?
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