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What's the name of that blend Mr.furley ? Looks delicious.
My dad was a bookie, this was the biggest day of the year for him. The business was arm robbed one Super Bowl Sunday, we think it was 5-0. His dad worked for Al Capone during Prohibition, guess I was born to be an outlaw, smart enough to never get caught. Dad would lay on the couch, one sports game on TV and the transistor radio in his ear listening to another game, while snoring. If one of us kids changed the TV channel he woke right up and yelled at us. I used to sit at the top of the stairs listening when the mayor came to our house weekly to collect the hush money.
The smart thing for many San Diegans is to stay inside their homes, away from windows. Some of the pops are fireworks, others are guns. We loves our football teams. It was worse when the Raiders won something important in Oakland.
I pick my team by their uniforms. Cleveland's colors are barfy. LAR's are pretty neutral. I won't even watch a Seahawks game when they're all neon greened up.
As much as teams are getting bought and sold, some teams can never leave their homes because of their mascots. San Francisco Packers? Maryland Cowboys? Oklahoma Steelers? No. Some teams can only exist where they are.
's up, Mr.furley ? Long time no sarcasm, wot?
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