Female Train Conductor…accidentally leaves the MICROPHONE ON…while she’s having sex.
Friday, April 25th, 2008I wonder if guy she was with was in the Caboose.
I wonder if guy she was with was in the Caboose.
Featuring this PEDOPHILE……grabbing and snuggling with a little boy while he’s singing.
Shawn Crable, Linebacker, Michigan.
Well, the series is now on. A swaggering DeShawn Stevenson shit all over the Cavaliers, as Eddie Jordan figured out that he doesn’t need Gilbert Arenas. Along with every other Wizards player, they combined to force the Cavs to lick their sweaty balls.
“They didn’t feel us” said a battered Mike Brown as blood poured from his rectum. “Now I know what the Dufrane guy felt in the Shawshank Redemption.”
Big Z was philosophical: “I told you the shots would drop, that I wouldn’t do shit, and they’d come back and win the series. I’m not negative. I’m Lithuanian and don’t always sleep well”
LeBron put it in perspective:”It’s just one game, plus I’ll be on TV at least one extra time now. Soulja Boy just came in my ass.”
Joe Tait vomited uncontrollably late in the third quarter. “At first I thought it was the 5th hot dog I ate. Then I realized it wasn’t the wiener. I was watching Devin Brown being sodomized by 3 Wizards”.
Game 4 happens Sunday. The Cavs need to stop the bleeding. “Do they make ass tampons?” asked a despondent Mike Brown.
Like the groundhog on Groundhog Day, Casey Blake saw his shadow when he came out of his cage. One great game from Casey on April 22 means 3 more years of him in Cleveland.
And the “Blake Effect” rubbed off on David “Suitcase” Dellucci as well. When Suitcase hits a dinger and a dart, it means Ben Francisco has 3 more months in Buffalo.
Likewise, on April 22 when we’re 12 runs ahead, we see Jorge Julio’s shadow, and that means he walks the leadoff hitter. And Mark Teahan doesn’t see the ball’s shadow in left field, circles like a wounded duck and lets an easy out drop to the ground at about the same time Tony Pena Jr has a sandwich while Grady beats out a routine grounder to shortstop.
And, of course, the famous “missing crowd” in KC. 70 degrees, beautiful night for baseball…no one in the stands. The camera pan was awesome. There was a guy in the upper deck with a sign that said “this is my community service…I’d rather be in jail”.
And finally, 55 million dollar free agent Gil Meche, who gives up runs faster than the Cheesy Beef Burrito at Taco Bell. Casey Blake owes his 3 year extension to Meche. And the 6000 (10,000 comps) fans in attendance can go home to start a Gil Meche fan club.
Who got Casey’s grand slam ball? A gopher ball? Literally. Casey hit it into a hill of dirt where no fan could get it. We have a left field porch. They have a left field dirt farm.