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></o>Well, the dogs were barkin’ and I got bit, bad too. Damn near lost the farm, thank goodness, I didn’t lay the farm on the line. Worst beatin’ I’ve taken THIS YEAR.
That college ball is a hellova lot easier than them pros. I’m leanin’ to Denver on this one.:toothless <o
></o>Denver over Cincinatta and give em 7 points. Might not be a high flyer, but I was wrong yesterday.
Game to go UNDER 43 ½:aktion033
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></o>Well, I ain’t gonna lay the farm on it but I’ll bet enough to have a catcher’s mitt made for my nephew, Ustus. Remember, the’s he son of my sister, Nestor Ann, who accidentally married her father, found out but twas too late.
Poor kid, got 12 fingers……on each hand. So, I gotta have a special catchers mitt made for em. Good kid though, when he waves his hands in the house, cools everybody off from the breeze he makes. He ain’t very coordinated much, keeps tripin’ over the Christmas tree lights while huntin’ for Easter eggs. I sent em’ in for treatment because I think he’s hooked on phonics. Got an even temperament, don’t get mad when I bum smokes off of em, even though he’s in the 3<SUP>rd</SUP> grade, the school gots a smokin’ section. And he don’t get mad when he’s eatin’ on the floor and the dogs are up at the kitchen table. Gotta do somethin’ for him, so hope we win tonight….see ya’ll tomorrow. :toothless 
