You know, if there is one thing I thought Tim Hearden may have learned from Lochrie vs. Large Marge, is that you really, really don't want to make me mad. And you really, really don't want to mess with Marge. But he did, today. Dumb ass.
So, here goes:
Tim Hearden, meet me in the roller derby parking lot at dusk, Sunday night, April 13th, Redding Sports Complex. Bring your skates, if you can even bend over and reach your feet to fasten them! Your ass is grass, mad cowboy! And this time I'm going to bring all the Angry Beavers with me! Prepare to be D-Stroyed by the Captain! Ah, captain!
Tim Hearden, meet me in the roller derby parking lot at dusk, Sunday night, April 13th, Redding Sports Complex. Bring your skates, if you can even bend over and reach your feet to fasten them! Your ass is grass, mad cowboy! And this time I'm going to bring all the Angry Beavers with me! Prepare to be D-Stroyed by the Captain! Ah, captain!
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Thank you, thank you, thank you. You know, that post is the only damned good thing that's happened to me today!!!! You're so damned funny!
And you know what? After today, you don't wanna mess with The Mouth, either.
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