Al Yen, here, congratulating the Lakers (and you goddamned soulless Laker fans) on their victory over my beloved Celtics. I just cleaned myself up after sitting in the shower for awhile, sobbing uncontrollably. Now I'm at my desk downing a bag of Warheads. Defeat tastes so very bitter. Bitter, and now increasingly sour. Then sweet after awhile. Mmm, good candy.
Anyway, I hope a couple of retard fans die tonight. That'd cheer me right the hell up.
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