Jorge Gorgeous

I do. My nigga

Fiddler on the Roof. I'd pick it, no joke.

Um... I THINK that they finished with the 9th worst record, and they only lottery off the top three picks, so once you didn't see Chicago at nine, you knew they had one of those lottery'd picks. That doesn't make any sense. Just because you don't get it doesn't mean it doesn't make any sense. Unless you're talking about the idea as a whole not being logical... in which case... meh.

Um... I THINK that they finished with the 9th worst record, and they only lottery off the top three picks, so once you didn't see Chicago at nine, you knew they had one of those lottery'd picks.

Shithorse. What do we need to do to get some wins?

THAT AIN'T TRUE

"Awwwwww nigga, awwwwww nigga, my balls are stuck in her asshole, awwww nigga" WHO KNOWS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!?

Horace Grant Forward/Center 6'10" - 215 lbs One of Phil Jackson's favorite players. A great defensive player who can come in at the 4 or the 5. He fits the team well, I think, and brings a real positive vibe to the club. 1994 All Star Game 4 Time All Defensive 2nd Team Averaged 2 Blocks Per Game 22nd all time in win shares (career) 4 Time Champ 6 Time Finalist Great Field Goal Percentage Has been the third option in the triangle before Played with Shaq in Orlando! Also, here's one with goggles on.

Well, Miami is WAY more not in the playoffs than Portland or Golden State... but yeah, it is a flawed system.

How do you explain all the fucking litter in the mid section of this country? Because there are like 4 black people in between mississippi and California I don't know, but where I live, the black folk litter at an alarming rate. I think it probably has moreto do with them being broke and ignorant than it does with them being black, though, 'cus I live in SCLA

I'm not sure what you're going for here... so... fuck you, limey.

Hwhat?

Seriously, he brings a real "Summer League" feeling to every game he works.

I hate the Sawx, but good for Lester.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK You just took my favorite player in the history of everything. *cries* Remember that basketball card where he's in his warmups stretching, and it was taken facing up at him? For some reason that's the card I remember the most. Was is a fisheye?

Oh man I miss Portland... Im coming home soon.

That would be a bad room to be a Jew in.

Who is that little chemo patient?

Well, I became a Paul Pierce fan today. Great game. Sad to see LeBron going home, but he'll be back. Cleveland needs to do something dramatic if they hope to keep LeBron, there. The way I see it, the clock is ticking on his time there, they need to seize the opportunity. Of course it's easy to say that and hard to do it... I guess we'll see.

Who, day and night, must scramble for a living, Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers? And who has the right, as master of the house, To have the final word at home? The Papa, the Papa! Tradition. The Papa, the Papa! Tradition. Who must know the way to make a proper home, A quiet home, a kosher home? Who must raise the family and run the home, So Papa's free to read the holy books? The Mama, the Mama! Tradition! The Mama, the Mama! Tradition! At three, I started Hebrew school. At ten, I learned a trade. I hear they've picked a bride for me. I hope she's pretty. The son, the son! Tradition! The son, the son! Tradition! And who does Mama teach to mend and tend and fix, Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks? The daughter, the daughter! Tradition! The daughter, the daughter! Tradition! ...Sounds crazy, no?

I'm sorry, I don't really think you're an idiot. I guess sarcasm isn't the right word, it was sort of mocking hyperbole.

Jesus Christ, you're an idiot sometimes, man. It was obviously sarcastic. Where does it say you can't be sarcastic, or hyperbolic in a mocking manner, about the Nazis? I take umbrage with your cock-measuring form of moderation. Participate in arguments, or be a moderator, but when you do both... well... you know who else did both...?

Alright, so we lost again. One thing I noticed is that we threw the ball 60 times! SIXTY! We only ran it 18 times. What's up with that? That ain't winnin' football.

And THAT brings me to my topic!: I hate Indian people. ALL of them. They're all the same. They always REEK of curry and other god-fucked spices that smell like the bloated, sun-cooked body of a dead transient intermingling with the worst that Italian preserved meat has to offer. The heads on these people bobble around like a truck running the Baja. It's like, HELLO! I havn't even told you what's wrong with my printer yet, why are you nodding? Plus, the women look like decloaked Jawas. Plus, I'd rather fuck a box of thumbs than listen to their music. Plus they're all so IN YOUR FACE about being Indian. I'm fucking tired of it. The other day, I pushed an Indian into the path of an oncoming car, and they jumped 30 feet in the air. That's another thing that bugs me about Indians! Oh, and did I mention the smell? The women are the worst! I mean, the guy's already smell like a boxcar full of dead Greek longshoremen, add in the odor of cunt, chickpeas and unwashed, crispy linens, and you've got the women. Jesus. I had TWO bags of salad! Fucking sub-continents.

Alright folks, it's up. Name: Smarsketball Password: oden We'll draft when we've got our ten in there.