I Just Can't Look, It's Killing Me
It seemed like things were humming along in the sports world. Tiger, Roger Federer, and the Suns continued to cruise through their various fields of competition and the Rangers continued to make foolish offseason moves (the previously discussed Sosa signing). Just when you least expected it, though, the fabric of the sporting universe has been ripped apart.
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3 exams down, 2 to go.
Labels: Horse Racing, Making Glue
4 Comments:
Don't be sad Justin. Look on the Brightside: Barbaro didn't suffer, his Killer's actions alleviated any pain and he got his story covered on several nightly newscasts.
Anonymous,
I'm begging you to identify yourself. That was the most creative correct answer that I have ever received in the vaunted history of the Song of the Day contest. Come on, do it for the people.
My sabbatical from the "Song of the Day Contest" is over. I am tired of the Tuegel Domination.
It has been so long since I last participated I forgot to sign my last post. After such commendation I assure you I won't make the same mistake.
Jeffrey Alan McCain
Barbaro might have been faster than me, but at least I'm still alive! Suck it, horse!
Joey
PS I'm a member of PETA? They send me stuff all the time.
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