ichiro suzuki.

anthony pierce.

major league leader in hits, runs, and rock.

speaker of the beautiful truths, and even prettier lies.

rookie of the year last year

comeback player of the year.

dont call it a comeback

well, ive been here for years

don’t i know it, birthday brother

october twenty second

five foot ten

hundred and sixty pounds

i didnt vote for you this year.

thats okay, 2,516,016 other people did.

still keeping your bats in a humidor?

still watching all that porn?

raylene

tera

the strokes?

the slits.

the hives?

the vines.

white stripes?

redd kross.

belle and sebastian?

sea and the cake.

new tsar?

newest tsar.

how did you get the newest tsar!?

casey.

ichiro, you sly dog.

tony, you slick rick.

how’ve you been?

never been better.

look good.

feel good.

still got all those newspaper reporters after you?

phone still ringing like mad?

whats your secret shame, suzuki?

i bat left handed just to show off.

i write left handed so i can drink with my right.

wiskey?

rum.

rocks?

straight.

X?

E!

fbi?

xbi.

britney?

christina.

christinas so much hotter.

totally.

i met her at a club once.

i coulda met her at a club, but i was with a hotter chick.

you lie so bad.

you lie so bad too.

i dont lie.

you told everyone you dont speak english.

other than that.

when are you gonna hit .400?

when im thirty.

yeah, right.

and when im forty.

adios all star of all stars

sayonara, slacker of slackers

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