Monday, March 13, 2006
WIZARDS MUG BULLETS SATURDAY NIGHT!
Wiz shot lites out, while Big Ben was Benjamin Smalls and Pistons were less SUpremez and more Ben Folds Five.
Gilbert Arenas tattoed "9:51" on his knuckles and exacts assassins revenge on Flip Saunders. Man if Gil went that crazy over the all-star 'snub', imagine what he would do if he was playing 1-on-1 against his estranged mom! Hed be raining Js on her, boxing her out hard, taunting her, and shed get choked up and plead "Gil , please, not your mother" and Gil would suddnely stop, and put his hand to his mouth and say "what have i done. forgive me ma" and go up to hug her and at the last minute, he'd yank down her shorts and blow by her and HAMSLAMZZ and flips her the 2bird!!!
Dream Seats! They name them that because when Patrick Ewing was assistant coach with the wiz, he would sit in those seats during games and stare into space and dream about baked beans. Dan Snyder has reputation for going all out and this was no exception. Executive Nachos all around!!!! "Sweet Ambassador" Gheorghe Muresan handed out licorice strips. And Adam Archuleta thanked Snyder at press conference for sending complimentary masseuse to his room. What Masseuse? says Snyder, i didnt send a masseuse? Meanwhile PJ Ramos recieves technical at matinee game the folloiwing day in Roanoke for having "excessive oil" on his palms.
Zero vs. The Truth. The empty actuality of Being vs. Infinite Change. Put Strindberg on it Wizznutzz, I'll see if Celticsdoom can dig up Heidegger. Investigation #1 - what are the existential ramifications of The Void of Pure Nothingness telling The Principles of Reality to go fuck itself? Is bacon the fundamental component of all matter?
August prefers pistols to patter but We shall telegram him in Trosa where he is spending the next couple weeks catching a little sun and burying himself alive.
AND FINMALLY,
we saw this awesome thing, that someone found our site when they asked the interweb the question:
