Say Something Once, Why Say It Again?
This afternoon, while watching the Masters, I said two derogatory things.
First, I said that I hoped Trevor Immelman would have a massive collapse down the stretch.
First, I said that I hoped Trevor Immelman would have a massive collapse down the stretch.
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Second, I wished that the FreeCreditReport.com guy would die a slow death in a wood-chipper.
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I only regret one of them.
Labels: Golf, The Masters, Trevor Immelman
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