I've just had another look at your 'gal' friend. Body looks ok but not sure about that face.... looks kinda like someone that Sophie Cunningham might point at.
I think she got decked a few weeks after pointing. Penalty for going off script. And now a few famous (male) basket ball players are declaring for the WNBC because they can.
P.S. For some reason, God (some call Him Rod) decided I should read a 1985 biography of Norman Mailer, that old Big Name I never paid attention to. It is hard to think of a more grotesque thing than the ghoulish egos of Serious Writers somehow achieving flashes of poetic brilliance before resuming whatever it is they write about that is So Important. Having used up my daily capital letter allowance (hence the lack of acronyms which makes a bad pun about acrobats [acronimbles]), I must link elsewhere to conclude these, my (Dr. Thor inserts faux francais italicism) :
Dearest Doctor (have you been called that before?), it is always a treat to read your truthfully real accounts of imaginary events. Not to mention you showing off your impressive rod (by God). The eagle/gull riff is the navel of that little world, imo, which is small and damp and located behind my ears. Carry on, brave warrior!
I've just had another look at your 'gal' friend. Body looks ok but not sure about that face.... looks kinda like someone that Sophie Cunningham might point at.
man you do get around on this internet thing. Robot tells me she’s a leggy b-ball player who decked someone. And apparently she has opinions, too?
I think she got decked a few weeks after pointing. Penalty for going off script. And now a few famous (male) basket ball players are declaring for the WNBC because they can.
See also Jack Everly’s post a few minutes ago possibly showing his father instigating a brawl at a baseball game?
Just searched it, the little guy went on to be a thug at ice hockey.
as I've often said, I'd hire you for the research team
Hmmm those forearms....
Why the hi-viz doe?
P.S. For some reason, God (some call Him Rod) decided I should read a 1985 biography of Norman Mailer, that old Big Name I never paid attention to. It is hard to think of a more grotesque thing than the ghoulish egos of Serious Writers somehow achieving flashes of poetic brilliance before resuming whatever it is they write about that is So Important. Having used up my daily capital letter allowance (hence the lack of acronyms which makes a bad pun about acrobats [acronimbles]), I must link elsewhere to conclude these, my (Dr. Thor inserts faux francais italicism) :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-F3n_G_0O0&list=RD8-F3n_G_0O0&start_radio=1
Dearest Doctor (have you been called that before?), it is always a treat to read your truthfully real accounts of imaginary events. Not to mention you showing off your impressive rod (by God). The eagle/gull riff is the navel of that little world, imo, which is small and damp and located behind my ears. Carry on, brave warrior!
https://youtu.be/quynEWf4CI4?list=RDquynEWf4CI4