One Sunday nite when I came home, I felt I did not finish a conversation with a friend,
So I wrote him a mail, at 5 am in the morning.
The answer came, and one part is like
“You just can't ask major league player to play wings in the minor league. I still don't know why I spent my time in that league, they were just two dead meat looking for some poor soul to inject life into their systems..yakk!”
Here I realized,
Sometimes we – me and my buddies –
Are just too much!
Oh yea,
I am BRAGGING!!
Gotta problem with that, ... too?
Muhahahahaaaaaa
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