I'm sitting on my couch, watching the Yankees/Indians game (down 2 games to 1 and 9 outs away from the Torre era coming to an end) and feeling sick to my stomach. My buddy J sent me a photo message showing his new baby girl in a cute Yankees uniform. It may have been his way of saying that if you're wearing a Yankees uniform, you've probably got poop in your pants.
Here's the office version of this Yankees meltdown from The Whitest Kids You Know:
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