Down Comes the Reign of the Telephone Czar
Since I found out I would be moving to Houston, my single greatest fear centered on being swept out to sea at the mercy of some record-breaking hurricane.
I was wrong, my friends. Dead wrong.
I was wrong, my friends. Dead wrong.
When I go to meet my maker it will not be at the hands of some namby-pamby "tropical storm". No, I will be assisted off of this mortal coil by a giant, plastic, backwards-hat wearing bear named "Clutch".
Labels: Houston, Houston Rockets, Man-Killing Bears, Violent Children
posted by Justin @ 11/03/2008 03:30:00 PM
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4 Comments:
Deadspin? This is how i spent my time in Research Methods last night. Good stuff.
Guilty as charged, my friend. Do you have any harrowing tales of being attacked by "Clutch"?
Perhaps Clutch was too distracted by the George Costanza impersonator who sometimes accompanied you to Rockets games.
Don;t be dissen Clutch the Bear. The Rockets won 2 NBA Championships with that Mascot. You need to look back at the other mascot, Turbo. He was amazing.
Don't worry, Tim. After I've seen what Clutch is capable of, I'm not ever going to do anything to anger him.
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