Tell me Thing Two isn't on his way to soccer stardom. Just try to tell me that. I dare you.
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He looks like he wipes his butt with yellow cards and eats goalies for dinner! Fierce!
Posted by: Liza | April 18, 2007 at 03:49 PM
Thing Two isn't on his way to soccer stardom.
Posted by: EcamirG | April 19, 2007 at 11:30 AM
That is some disturbing imagery you've got there, Liza. As a hockey fan, I feel like a member of the eighth grade pep-squad everytime a soccer fan talks about their sport of choice. Of course, in hockey, there's a lot of gear between you and your butt, which makes wiping it with anything during the game impractical. Same goes for eating the goalie, really.
T2's the man, TM. Maybe he can come play for the Rapids someday. And you can watch the games from the comfort of your club level seat in Dick's Sporting Goods Park. No, I'm not kidding. The name hadn't even been officially announced before people starting calling it Dicks Sporting Wood Park. Yes, we are that clever here in Colorado.
Posted by: badfreak | April 21, 2007 at 07:30 PM