Whoever has the man of the match jacket...and I'm looking at a certain grilled or toasted sandwich made with either pastrami or corned beef, sauerkraut, Swiss cheese, and Russian dressing...please return the sacred jacket to the club. Bring it to practice or get in touch with Robb or Bible to make arrangements for its return.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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I'm holding it ransom until my demands are met (ahem Koz, and said articles of clothing).
It's Bible's fault for living in Virginia. Every attempt was made to return the jacket from "whence it came."
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