The Home Depot Center never has body bags or duct tape. Seriously, what kind of home improvement store is it, and why can't I ever find anyone in an orange apron?
Because those rat bastard sons of bitches went and sullied Alecko Eskandarian, who I love and cherish. And now he's dirty. And I hate them for it.
Because tonight they fielded a starting lineup that included Dema Kovalenko, and yet despite that, Cuahutemoc Blanco was allowed to leave the field under his own power.
I still hate them, but they are such complete fuxxing morons it's hard to hate them as much as in the past! They did sell out MLS, they did bring the Beckham disease here, and they have performed pitifully in the last three years. They are asshats that I don't respect at all. Now that I think about it, all the more reason to abuse them this weekend.
oh i've heard he was a dirty boy looooong before the galaxy got ahold of him. of course, y'all might like that kind of dirty
Danny Pena C. Jones (pronounce Cu-hoe-nays) Hundred Fires and the dirtbags he attracted to RFK's north end Ruud Gullit Carlos Hermosillo Luis Hernández (who has a very nice hairdo, but his mother is a whore... etc, etc, etc) because they suck ... even when they are good Their ability to have many players that other teams have had to waive due to high salaries, yet that still do not put them over the cap somehow They are acting as a platform to make Bruce Arena's giant mis-shaped head even bigger The first 56 minutes of MLS Cup 1996 because hating them makes me a better person
Oh, that I like. He tells the NASTIEST jokes. BUT - now he is tainted in a way that cannot be cleaned and is not funny. I try and make it ok by telling myself he's hurt and isn't playing for them so it doesn't count... but deep down I know that's not true. Fekking galaxy bastards, with their stupid name and stupid fans with their stupid cats. They're stupid. And I hate them.
You would think that it would be the stars, stellar remnants, or interstellar medium of gas and dust in the massive, gravitationally bound system that would make me want to fill my colon with applesauce and fart on Alexi Lalas' face. But you'd be wrong. No, its actually that ********ing poorly understood component which is tentatively dubbed "dark matter" that just really sends me into an uncontrollable fit of rage. I fear, and hate, what I don't understand.