Jumping off any bandwagon, even one moving very slowly is going to leave a mark. I guess the best part of gone for the weekend was that I missed all but one inning (of course it had to be that inning. Bad times...)
So 'dead to me' blahbitty blah, go Twins, etc. At least it's football season. By which I mean the game in which an actual cirucular ball is manipulated by, you know, feet. Glory Glory Man United...
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Wait...where exactly did I put my broom...
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