Short and sweet. Today we celebrate Jesse's birthday and we'll turn the tables on the assister by assisting him in all sorts of horrendously liquefied ventures. We're gonna have us some good liquid friends, some tangible friends, and most importantly -- we're gonna have us a good, slow turn. It's a shame Chris L's phoenix doesn't land till the 25th, so we'll stretch it out till then.
As far as last night is concerned, I'll say this much: Alas, youth! A sweet woman is hard to get out of your head and right now I'm having difficulties momentarily trying to get her out of mind for ten minutes or so, so that I can concentrate on the two or three things I might actually have to do at work. But who am I kidding -- I want to keep this delicious flavour going...
I'm looking forward to today's matches, specifically Ecuador vs. Germany and Sweden vs. England cuz the goal differential is gonna make the group standings very interesting. Very interesting. And of course, I'd be remiss if I don't wish in some way, shape, or form another victory for the Miami Heat (though I still can't quite grasp what basketball is all about) cuz Jesse likes them.
And since I've been wanting to chant his praises for a while now, that man above is Portugal's greatest footballer ever (better than Figo, hands down), Eusébio da Silva Ferreira, known as either The Black Pearl or The Black Panther or just simply as Eusébio. A legend. Like tonight will be legendary. Find us somewhere in the Magic City.
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