Dickie Cronkite
Someone who has more "theme park experience."


Dodgers (deep breaths, deep breaths)
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blind fury

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I only have a few minutes in between classes, but this had to be taken care of.

@#%^$!! Mother @#%^$godda#@#^$stupid@#%@^

[expensive lab computer equipment being smashed]

^$#^! how the@#%^$Icant#@%^GAAAAAARRR!

God I hate the Dodgers. It's like being in a bad relationship, where you have no idea how to get out of the downward spiral. Sure they're not the Red Sox. Sure they're not the Cubs. But if you finally decide to give West Coast baseball the credit it deserves, and actually look at what's been going on with my team year after year, you'll realize a comparison could be drawn. They just fall apart...EVERY YEAR!!

God I hate my team. I hate them because I love them. I love them because I hate them. God, if the Dodgers were a beautiful woman I'd...um, well, my parents are reading this thing, so nevermind. But maybe you get where I was going with that. (wink, nudge) If I'm lucky the point completely flew over my Mom's head (and my Dad won't explain it to her).

Alright, lunchtime. (I need to duck out of here before anyone notices the thousands of dollars in damage I just caused.)


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