For most people, it's the same as a regular hangover (dehydration, vomiting, possibly waking up next to a bearded lady), only the sun is still up 'cuz you started partying at ten in the morning.
In my case, it mostly concerns dealing with a slew of sore face muscles caused by laughing too much. The following video will do that to ya:
I know this vid is old, but hell, it ain't stoppin' Mr. Krause and I from grabbin' our firearms to join the hunt. Besides, the mystery of this southern leprechaun is as funny as Kyle Farnsworth is terrifying.
And believe me, that's a lot.
And so in this Podcast brought to you by Lifestyles...
The proverbial (and literal) gloves come off in this verbal masquerade of utter ridiculousness and yes, injuries do occur (though mostly to Johanna and, since they are mental in nature, hardly noticed). Among the topics of conversation one will find: Jeff's wandering Forever 21 eyes, Zack Greinke's ribs, the difference between a half and a full nelson, Cameroonian baseball, Bud Selig-bashing take 47 and much, much more... all to make you smile, laugh and play!
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And thus continues the neverending sobfest that is the post-2008 season New York Metropolitans.
They just... haven't been the same.
And now with the Madoff fallout hindering the club financially, I expect we will be hearing a lot of vitriolic critiques, like the one above on Ollie. Oh Ollie...
I don't feel sorry for him.
Still, rather than sling crud at those who cannot defend themselves, we at RSBS prefer to just hit below the belt every once in a while. As long as we draw a laugh out of ya, all is fair.
Hate me, just don't hate me 'cuz I'm right.
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"It would be nice if my coauthor had similar intestinal fortitude when considering baseball orthodoxy."
--Mr. Allen Krause, March 9, 2011
In the above quote my gruff and oft extraneous colleague, Mr. Krause (also pictured above), says a bunch of stuff without really saying a bunch of stuff. Like a politician jockeying for the attention of the masses, he assumes that by stuffing some multisyllabic extra-credit words in your face, that you will just trust he knows what he's talking about, that you will quietly nod and accept his worldview even though it has no basis in reality (ironically, this is exactly what evangelicals are famous for, the very people Mr. Krause was thwarting all along).
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