Monday, March 31, 2008

Opening Day Rain

When opening day is cold and rainy
It's like French-kissing Richard Cheney.

The seats are hard, your cheeks like ice,
Like smooching Condoleezza Rice.

An opening day, stuck in the rain,
Like swapping spit with John McCain.


Anonymous said...

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Anonymous said...

Thank you for your note.

Because of the large volume of mail we receive, we regret that we cannot respond to each of you individually. But we read every note and love hearing from you.

Best wishes in the future.

Anonymous said...

A hug.

Stang said...

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Anonymous said...

All your baseballs drink your milkshakes. Vamoose and bullvinkle.

Anonymous said...

El Duque:
If I were you, I would take offense to the term "likeable" in regards to this post. Surely it is cleaver or whitty, but likeable, not so much :-P

Wailin' Suzyn said...

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Help from you is required. Honest.

Love, Dieta, son of Morthor.

Anonymous said...

All your baseball are belong to us!

Stang said...

Your blog is very innaresting.

Anonymous said...

Is Dieta a he or a she?

Did anybody go that site? WTF?