OK, my monkeys. There has been some debate over the outcome of a battle of me versus TMS. Let's look at some facts.
1. It is true I like beer and sausage more then TMS. Edge: TMS.
2. I move with the speed of a drunk mongoose with the speed of TWO drunken mongooses. Edge: Bunny.
3. Steve Perry is on my side. Edge: WAY Bunny.
4. TMS can see her feet. Edge: TMS.
5. I can see TMS's feet. Edge: Bunny.
6. TMS can recite every Supreme Justice ever born. Ever. Edge: Bunny (distraction by me.)
7. Bunny likes bacon. (ahh, the power of bacon.) Edge: Bunny.
Clearly, I would win by a score of 5-2. Of course, this does not factor in such elements as physical prowess or stamina, bu that doesn't matter.
Bacon rules us all in one form or another.
See you soon, monkeys.
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Hey Ad--there may not be jaegermeister in my glass this year, but I'm raising it in your honor today! Happy May 6th, my friend. Ten years since you were in Kendall's prom dress and dating scary little girls, and I was getting drunker than I'd ever been and kissing strange men in your hallway. How can we be that old? CHeers!
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Hugs+Kisses,
Chris
PS Adrock I don't have an invitation you bloody wank, and it's been over a freakin YEAR since you had a comment on this blog, rocket fella
I'm gonna get somebody to hack your blog Adam, and all the enteries you've made are going to say "Adam luvs teh pickle" in six or seven different languages, because you don't read this stuff, you just spend money on this living epitaph of ideas
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