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PurPurPurPur: Oh. My. GOD. |
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OldLOL: And a parade route stretching across the entire state of Texas. |
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PurPurPurPur: I swear you fucking drugged me. You must've drugged me. There's no way I'd put myself through this again. |
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OldLOL: And a sweet bat boy that knows awesome jokes. Preferably Jerry Seinfeld. |
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PurPurPurPur: You're not getting special treatment this time, Roger. I'm not in the mood. |
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OldLOL: Hahahahaha. |
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PurPurPurPur: Deal with it. |
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OldLOL: Hahaha man you should be my bat boy. |
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PurPurPurPur: God. Damnit. |
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OldLOL: Are you done now? |
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PurPurPurPur: Yeah, let's get this over with. What else? |
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OldLOL: And I get to play shortstop on games that air on ESPN. |
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PurPurPurPur: With pleasure. That's the mildest request you've made yet. |
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OldLOL: Yeah, but I get to pitch too. |
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PurPurPurPur: I knew there was a catch. |
