Well, Suzyn, I thank you...
Think he'd be willing to un-retire and, oh, say, manage in the Bronx?
Yowsah.
Nobody is coming to save us.Brian wants a puppet.Brian wants a yes-man.Hal loves Brian.Hal doesn't care.Is it clear now?
Yeah, we didn't want that damned Corey Seagar guy. Better to have a .209-hitting rookie who might someday be something. Or not.
A scene from the Baker dinner tableDusty Baker: Everyone's talking about fucking exit velocity. Mother fucking exit velocity!Musty Baker: (cough)(cough) Fuck. You're right Dusty. Crusty Baker: Again with this shit. Pass the motherfucking peas.
Doug, you got me. I'm sitting here by myself, laughing out loud. You deserve a motherfucking medal.
I'd rather be sitting at the table with his two daughters, Lusty and Busty Baker.
We want more of the Baker Table!!
Dusty Baker: Yeah that's right Crusty. I'm talking about motherfucking exit velocity again. What do you think Gusty?Gusty Baker: Blllpppp. Fuck, I farted again.
Fusty: Who moved my motherfucking cheese?Trusty: I can assure you good sir, no one laid a motherfucking hand on your motherfucking cheese.Gusty: Well, motherfucking blow me, someone moved it!Crusty: Fuck all that shit. Just stay away from my motherfucking hedges!
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Nobody is coming to save us.
Brian wants a puppet.
Brian wants a yes-man.
Hal loves Brian.
Hal doesn't care.
Is it clear now?
Yeah, we didn't want that damned Corey Seagar guy. Better to have a .209-hitting rookie who might someday be something. Or not.
A scene from the Baker dinner table
Dusty Baker: Everyone's talking about fucking exit velocity. Mother fucking exit velocity!
Musty Baker: (cough)(cough) Fuck. You're right Dusty.
Crusty Baker: Again with this shit. Pass the motherfucking peas.
Doug, you got me. I'm sitting here by myself, laughing out loud. You deserve a motherfucking medal.
I'd rather be sitting at the table with his two daughters, Lusty and Busty Baker.
We want more of the Baker Table!!
Dusty Baker: Yeah that's right Crusty. I'm talking about motherfucking exit velocity again. What do you think Gusty?
Gusty Baker: Blllpppp. Fuck, I farted again.
Fusty: Who moved my motherfucking cheese?
Trusty: I can assure you good sir, no one laid a motherfucking hand on your motherfucking cheese.
Gusty: Well, motherfucking blow me, someone moved it!
Crusty: Fuck all that shit. Just stay away from my motherfucking hedges!
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