This is the Cal Ripkin Jr. of typos.
If you ask me to join your fantasy baseball league and I select Legolas in the first round, don't be angry at me. It's not my fault I've read up on the players and you haven't.
"I'm a Cucumber, I'm a cucumber. I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber. I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber. Please don't send me to the pickle farm, bum." - Brak
Record In Games Attended, 2007: 2-1 (1-0 GAB, 1-1 Jake)
I need to get up in five hours and I'm still not in bed yet. It's all your fault.
I hate you. I'm still trying to get the stupid thing to flip over and land right side up.
"three dimes, a one hundred dollar bill and and 87 ones..."