Watch it twice.

The first time, mute the volume and pay attention to the broad over Tapper's left shoulder. I don't know what her story is, but that shit's pretty funny on its own.



The second time, listen to the words and... well... draw your own conclusion. I know what I think about it, but this pretty much squares with what I already thought. Maybe you see things differently. Maybe you don't.



Heh. Most transparent administration evah!

Heh.

Two things you need to know.

1) I converted a 4-5 split in the third game tonight.  Beautiful slider right down the middle.

2) I converted a 4-7-10 in the seventh game tonight.  Lucky shot, but fuck it, I meant to do that.

Unlimited bowling in Novi for $25 after 9pm on Sundays + Dead business for Kroger stores amidst the 'Great recovery of 2012' = Early finish for your don tonight.

Beauty.

Regarding #1, I won a 50 cent bet from my brother.  Regarding #2, I won a rousing ovation from some random strangers who happened to observe the beauty of that 4-7-10.  (And it was beautiful.)

Nevermind the shitty overall performance of this evening.  That was an anomaly... or whatever.  Those two balls (heh, I said "two balls") were beautiful.  That's what counts.