tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20271597.post8326741607736139915..comments2023-07-26T05:47:42.745-07:00Comments on A Twisted Sense of Funny: Greatest Athlete DebateMr. Twistedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01612030977068036401noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20271597.post-11995287882834890122008-06-25T15:30:00.000-07:002008-06-25T15:30:00.000-07:00I read this long well thought out post... and was ...I read this long well thought out post... and was able to translate it easily into... "My name is Mr. Twisted. I am a wuss. I can't hit a baseball. I can't throw a baseball. I am afraid of dirt. I only like one type of balls in and around my face. I can't catch a baseball. And I squeal when someone gets dirt on my socks. Therefore I will poke fun at a sport I can't do." <BR/><BR/>...But I was trying to not embarass you and just left it as "Baseball players rock." See... I am nice like that.Kellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17567118828228900906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20271597.post-56054210675586501122008-06-24T18:10:00.000-07:002008-06-24T18:10:00.000-07:00All of that and all you could come up with was "ba...All of that and all you could come up with was "baseball players rock"? Weak. Super lame.Mr. Twistedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01612030977068036401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20271597.post-10339434120423993052008-06-24T17:31:00.000-07:002008-06-24T17:31:00.000-07:00BASEBALL PLAYERS ROCKTHE ENDBASEBALL PLAYERS ROCK<BR/><BR/>THE ENDKellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17567118828228900906noreply@blogger.com