Are you joking? Your math teacher was trying to get with middle school chicks? Not even high school?!?
Focus, man, FOCUS!!! Do not derail the thread. Here...let me help get things back on track... There....carry on.
HATE THE JAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ is like when we get shannon anderson we get the jazhole curse it would come to a end this year YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Wow thats freaking weird because every time I'm at a Rockets-Jazz game one my taunts to Harpring is "YOU LOOK LIKE A MATH TEACHER" Swear to God. creepy.
On behalf of all Chinese fans, I could say:We hate Jazz, and have always been hating jazz. this year,maybe Ron will let boozer have a taste of rockets elbow.
In China, DW was called dead fat gay or big ass. 死胖子or大屁股。I am glad Boozer didn't get much time on court in Beijing, or I'd rather not watch all the American basketball games.
If someone held a gun to my head and told me to either die or be a yazz fan....PULL THE TRIGGER U MORMON ERRS Buck the Yazz!
hi, man, i like the way you educate your daughter. may more and more new generations of Jazz "dislikers" born.
I just don't understand why the refs buy their flops. I mean, anyone who has watched 3 games of professional basketball can tell the difference between a player knocking another player down, and a player falling/throwing himself down when he's hovering near another player. Why can't the refs tell the difference? Whenever I watch a Jazz game - and see the way they're usually ref'd, I invariably come away asking myself if it's possible that that team has bought the refs off. They can't possibly be that stupid... As for Stockton and Malone, I'd like to lock them up together up in a little room with no windows, a hardwood floor, and a small food pellet dispenser on one wall. I'd like to keep them there for 6 months, with the food pellets being the only source of nourishment... I'd tell them that they would only recieve food pellets by either elbowing each other, or throwing themselves to the floor, hard. I'd also tell them that I was holding them for six months, and that if they wanted to live, then they'd better learn to eat the pellets. Stockton elbows Malone, and Stockton gets a pellet. Malone throws himself on the floor hard enough, and he gets a pellet. Now, Stockton can elbow Malone and get his pellet, and then Malone can beat him up and take his pellet if he wants. That's fine with me; I don't care who eats the pellet, I'll just drop one in whenever I see an elbow thrown or a body drop. But my guess is that they'd try to work together and take turns just throwing themselves on the floor a couple of hundred times a day (the pellets are small)... I think they'd get tired of throwing elbows at each other and throwing themselves to the floor after a while. In fact, my hypothesis would be that once they got out, whenever either of them even thought about throwing an elbow or flopping, they'd be so overwhelmed by a sense of fear and potential loss that they'd start shaking and crying uncontrollably... Operant conditioning at its best. I hate the Jazz.
