Not only do they win in the bottom of the ninth, oh no. Not only do they win off a home run, that was so two nights ago. They win off of a walk-off grand slam. Yeah. That's right. They easily could have won on a bloop single to center, a shot down the third base line.
No, no. Not my guys. A Grand ol' fucking Slam with two outs and two strikes on Mr Ryan Braun. Then pow! Outta here!
Braunie is worth his multimillion dollar contract.
And he is also worth looking at.
I could wash my clothes on those abs! Wheeeeew-weeee! I could set up camp on there! I like this untucking of the shirts after a win more and more.
Oh sorry. I just got lost looking. I won't share what I'm picturing in my head right now, not exactly PG. But not X either. More R then anything.
I just wanna poke each one. Boop! (and no, that's not the scene unfolding in my head)
Though to be honest I'm not a huge fan of a chiseled tummy. Sure it's nice but after a little while I think it looks unnatural. A little flab is fine by me. Plus my preferential torso exposure is when a dude wears like a button down shirt not buttoned up all the way and there's a hint of yummy. Dude boobs sure aren't a turn on but the whole package, from neck to naval, is nice.
Well that was weird.
What are these labels for posts? Is that when a link thing goes at the bottom of the page? Perhaps I'll try.
Alright. I'm outtie, but not like Ryan Braun's belly button.
...it does put a link there. Hmm.
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