Blogrolling Likes To Get Its Drank On
Quick Hit has your NBA Draft drinking game. Hey, the Grizzlies can't be sober while they are working this thing, so why should you be any different?
Dock Squad interviews Brandon Ewing, assuming you like it when blogs actually do journamalism. Me, I find that kind of thing unseemly. But you'll feel all kinds of smart for knowing who the hell he is at your Draft party. Milk it for all it's worth. I think he could be the best Wyoming player since Fennis Dembo!
Major League Jerk got sentimental. We should mock them for that.
Buster Douglas is alive, and weighs in on the shocking Will.i.am / Perez Hilton kerfluffle. Publicizing this story makes Mike Tyson feel like he didn't screw up his life so bad.
Is there a tougher dude in baseball than Dave Stewart? First he tears Clemens a new one on the field and off, and now he's going after his sideshow freak teammate, Jose Canseco. No one remind him of the time he got busted soliciting a tranny hooker, or there will be trouble. (I can talk to Stew like this, because thanks to an old promotion at a pretend gambling Web site, I have his balls. Signed, as a matter of fact.)
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