Chutley replies, “Well Larry, since you ask: Your ass tastes terrible.”
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July 2nd, 2008 at 3:05 pm
CJ: Hey Chase, check out my invisible bar stool! Give it a shot, I have another right here!
CU: That’s pretty cool, let me try…*umph*
CJ: Hahaha
CU: Fuck you, Larry!
that really is a terrible picture to try to caption.
July 2nd, 2008 at 3:32 pm
“As a public service, between innings Utley and Jones demonstrated the proper way to check for prostate cancer.”
Check out the tin of chewing tobacco in Chutley’s back pocket. I didn’t know he was a dipper!