"This is my baseball, and this is my gun. This is for fighting, and this is for fun" ------------------ "Blues is a Healer" --John Lee Hooker
So I closed my eyes, held my breath, reached into the great beast's *ss with my fist, and pulled out, if you can believe it, a baseball autographed by Bill Clinton. The things that come out of Janets Reno's *ss are unbelievebale. ------------------ humble, but hungry.
If I had a brain, it would be this size or smaller ------------------ The Psychedelic Groove House of Rockets Basketball Love! Come and chat with us on game nights in CC.net chat!
"If you Democrats don't play nice, I'm going to take my ball and go home!" ------------------ Everything you do, effects everything that is.
"I got a shiny new baseball cuz I'm president and you can't have it, sissy-boy!" ------------------ Big A, little a bouncing B, The System might have got you, but it won't get me.
Oh magic 8-ball, will I get some tonight? ------------------ "Happiness is a journey, not a destination. Work like you don't need money, love like you've never been hurt, and dance like no one's watching."
a) If I put this in front of your face, it looks like the baseball has hair. b) When I leave, I'm going to pardon this baseball. It's been cited as an accomplice in an attempt to steal a base. The charges are foul, IMO. c) This looks to be... a... well, the biggest damn Robin's egg I've seen. ------------------ Good night everyone, Canadian or American. Just remember that we're all bound together by basketball, the internet and the mullet. (My attempts at trying to sooth over an international incident).
"If it wasn't for my father and his political hacks, my brother and his secretary of state, my cousin and the FOX TV News department, and 5 members of the United States Supreme Court, I wouldn't be the 43rd President of the United States." "I think I'll buy them all a shiny new baseball just like this one!" ------------------ "Blues is a Healer" --John Lee Hooker [This message has been edited by RocketMan Tex (edited February 15, 2001).]
Tim Bogar promised the president that he would hit a home run for him, but in one of life's strange twists, Bogar hit a foul ball that landed in a wad of tobacco spit. ------------------ humble, but hungry. [This message has been edited by PhiSlammaJamma (edited February 15, 2001).]
"Mr. President, that is a 'baseball'. You used to own a 'baseball' team. Don't you remember?" "A what? What the hell are you talking about? Security!!!" ------------------ Me fail English? That's unpossible.
The president, in an extremely intense moment, pardons the baseball that hit Dickie Thon in the eye." ------------------ humble, but hungry.
