Oof that’s a bad day… thank you for your sacrificeThe other day, after working for 18 hours, I was driving home a little tired and got in an accident. When I got home my wife wouldn't talk to me because she was mad I didn't call her to pick me up. I tried to get some sleep, but two hours later I had to get up because both my dog and kid were sick. On my way to take the dog to the vet I got a flat tire. The dog was a foster dog that I had fallen in love with and the vet at the shelter said he had to stay there, so I had to say goodbye to him. When I got home our basement was flooded.
To top it off, when I logged in to Jazzfanz that night, nobody had liked or commented on my extremely witty post I had written earlier. That's when I knew it was a bad day.
Thy unrestrained verbiage centered on a generalized, inflationary metaphysics replete with sentient churros and other vestiges of Medieval superstition bespeaks of an era long superseded by The Enlightenment. Forward Jazz! Reason! Empiricism! Secure Wemby through the proper operation of cause and effect!I will go on a basketball fast for the next 8 days. I could probably do a shaving fast as well.
What are you willing to sacrifice to the basketball gods for the #1 pick?
I had a dream that the Jazz traded a bunch of players and picks to the Lakers for one potential FRP to make them better and in exchange Silver gifted us the #2 pick. So if it comes to fruition I guess I am officially Nostradumbass.not as good as #1 but I would be very happy still
But tis political correctness, which is antithetical to values in both the colonies and England.Any non-#1 pick energy in this thread should lead to immediate suspension. TIA to the mods out there, you’re the real MVPs
Buckle up bitches, we’re landing #1 overall