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Bill:
Damn, that .500 record was so close I could smell it.
Mike:
Yeah, what'd it smell like?
Bill:
Naphthalene.
Mike:
In the morning?
Bill:
Yeah, smells like lavatory.
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... which gave to his palate a fiine tang of faintly scented urine ... made him feel a bit peckish.
(Who needs James Joyce when theres exists this overhwelmingly creepy place. Twas a strange comment thread to wake up to, to be sure.)
Go Bruins.
Posted by: soxdownunder | 2011.04.27 at 05:04 PM
I thought today was one of our finer moments ;D
Posted by: Harwich Rich | 2011.04.27 at 11:02 PM
My first experience with the Fenway Urinal Trough has stuck with me for 32 years. Luckily the advent of the Internet and eHow can now provide future generations with the guidance my father should have given me before stepping up to that frothy plate.
http://www.ehow.com/how_7452103_use-trough-urinal.html
Posted by: A-RodSlapsBalls | 2011.04.27 at 11:06 PM
Is it possible to win a game in our own division....please?
Posted by: pseudosanitty78 | 2011.04.28 at 05:11 AM