Here's a guy who is all of a sudden a big Mountain West Conference fan. His drug-addled team of UCLA prima donna misfits didn't make it to the big dance, so now he figures the Pac-12 is pure shit.
Forty years ago I would have slam dunked on him and left imprints of my Converse tennies on his forehead.
Now that's windy. I like it!
TS
No comments:
Post a Comment