When 50 degrees might as well be 80 degrees.
When the sight of the sun elicits an undeniable desire to say, "suns out, guns out"
It was this same time last year that Peaches mastered the Bro-tank under quarter-zip combo that no one has since dared recreate.
When the team blogger gets lazy and chooses wearisome, generalized titles to describe the season.
This weekend the B-Team, captained by Lou Ferigno, heads down to Miami University to play in the annual "Boogie Nights" tournament. The A team will be sending down some dudes as well to get some playing time.
The boys have been putting away the sweatpants, shining their sperry's, and popping their collars in order to ensure better camouflage on the campus of J. Crew U. I wonder if this has explained the more recent decline in the performance of Miami's team as running in boat shoes on grass is actually quite difficult. Also, it's hard to decide exactly which pastel color will be used for the team Ultimate jerseys, resulting in a huge rift in team morale. I imagine their shorts this year will have sailfish or lobsters adorning them.
I'm just playing Miami.
That last paragraph was out of want for your Bagel Deli. Also, our Spikeball set from winning in 2012 broke and we want another one. Can we claim it was still under warranty?
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