I’m sorry, but I just can’t approve of this show of emotion. Men just shouldn’t cry. I know I never do. Well, except when a hooker leaves. Or during eHarmony commercials. And that time I stubbed my toe.
I’m sorry, but I just can’t approve of this show of emotion. Men just shouldn’t cry. I know I never do. Well, except when a hooker leaves. Or during eHarmony commercials. And that time I stubbed my toe.
Rogers Hornsby was my manager, and he called me a talking pile of pigshit. And that was when my parents drove all the way down from Michigan to see me play the game. And did I cry?
No. Why? BECAUSE THERE’S NO CRYING IN BASEBALL!!
I wonder if the rest of the girls in the locker room are on the same cycle.
Wah! I don’t get to play a fucking game for millions of dollars for the next year. Boo Hoo! Where’s my assistant with the big tits and the fifty dollar bills I use to wipe my ass with? I gotta poop.
Get fucked Sally McSadpants, you pussy.
GO CRY EMO KID
Whaddya expect from a grown man named Billy?
“Not quite the bomb dropped on Shea like I asked, but it will have to do for now.”
-Me, a Phillies fan, talking to god.
If there is a God, as the end of the surgery nears, all is going well and it looks like there’s no way the procedure can go wrong the doc will call for an overrated and over-paid “late-surgery specialist” to close the deal…with ironic results.
he’s still tougher than Vince Young, but then again so are most 3 year old girls.
Maybe he was crying because he doesn’t find his son nearly as sexually appealing as he used to?
Is their like a fund I can send money to, to help his son get over his dad not being able to throw ball anymore?
Is their also some sort of care package I can send his son, like a bag of dicks or something for him to suck on?
Billy knows that he has to bring his crying A-game now that the blubbering pussy known as Brett Favre is in New York.
Don’t be sad, now you can’t take the blame blowing games in the ninth and letting the Phils in to the playoffs like last year.