Friday, September 17

Sign #837

That I have truly lost my mind:
Last night, while watching the Sox game, I decided that in order for my team to win, I needed to compose some sort of ode to Curt Schilling. For a moment, I could not come up with anything that rhymed with Schilling. And then, out of nowhere: "Schilling, Schilling, he's so thrilling!" I later came up with the less satisfying, but still amusing: "Kick 'em in the dirt, Curt!"

Now, what the fuck rhymes with Arroyo?

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