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You guys are lucky I love the hell out of this blog.
The Warriors lost a heartbreaker Monday night. It was probably the best chance to steal a game in San Antonio, the Dubs were up 16 with four and a half to go, and they left fucking Manu Ginobili wide the hell open with four seconds left. Wasted a bottle of good red wine on that god damn choke job. Only two things are keeping me from running around in the street and throwing all the glass I can find: first, it could be worse. I could be a Blazers fan. Second, I'll always have silly shit to do on ATQ to take my mind off the fact that the Warriors can't close out a fourth quarter.
Anagrams are amusing.
So is MSPaint.
And Oregon football players have long and complicated names.
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It'll do for today. Let's get to it.
Marcus Mariota = Maraca Tourism
DeAnthony Thomas = The Nasty Manhood
Bralon Addison = Rabid Salon Don
Ifo Ekpre-Olomu = Look, Free Opium!
Arik Armstead = Radar Mistake
Stephen Amoako - Poke Hot Seaman
Everett Benyard = Deny Vertebrate
Karrington Armstrong = Arrogant King Mr. Snort
DeForest Buckner = Turds Broke Fence
Dylan Ausherman = Ran Unashamedly
...you're welcome America. Happy Tuesday. Go Warriors.