Okay, so, I thought we were still in the pre-posting phase of this thing, but Paul went ahead and posted a few things without telling me, and then started yelling at me for not posting anything. Viciously. I mean, you wouldn't think he had it in him.
So, right now, it looks like this is all about Paul. All Paul, all the time. It certainly won't be for long, now that we're up and running... but as long as it is, let's talk about Paul for a minute. First:
http://www.billsaddiction.com/archive/index.php/t-3221.html
You'll notice that Mr. JoeyO11, at 11:51 AM, refers to him as "The Great Paul Folkemer." I've never been called the great anything, except perhaps "douchebag." Further searching revealed this:
http://www.orioleshangout.com/forums/showthread.php?t=50795
See, the Orioles aren't doing well at all. It's embarassing. When people ask where I grew up, I say Dickeyville rather than Baltimore, because it's less embarassing. So the manager of the Orioles actually calls Paul up to his office and says, "Look, we're clear out of ideas. We've worked our way down the chain, and we've come to you. How should we run this team?"
This actually happened.
In Soviet Russia, Orioles are fans of you.
Monday, October 8, 2007
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