Things I'm mad about today

I was a Yankees fan as a youth. When cable came to town in the early eighties I started watching the Braves because they were on every night. MLB had already had work stoppages which sorta pissed me off cause all those guys are rich as hell. But when they went on strike and there was no World Series they lost me. Haven’t watched a MLB game since.
Take me out to the ballpark
Take me to where they played
Bring along some peanuts and crackerjack
But I don’t think that they’re ever comin’ back


For there’s no one here as the home team
There’s no one else left to play
And it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out
For the fans of the grand ol’ game
 
Take me out to the ballpark
Take me to where they played
Bring along some peanuts and crackerjack
But I don’t think that they’re ever comin’ back


For there’s no one here as the home team
There’s no one else left to play
And it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out
For the fans of the grand ol’ game
Are those lyrics from the mid to early 1910's?
 
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I'm mad at the 2 women behind me at Walmart. I literally asked them twice if they could "excuse me" so I could get to the pad to pay. I had moved to put my stuff in my buggy, and they pushed right in the way with theirs. They just looked at me, so I moved it for them.
 
I'm mad at the 2 women behind me at Walmart. I literally asked them twice if they could "excuse me" so I could get to the pad to pay. I had moved to put my stuff in my buggy, and they pushed right in the way with theirs. They just looked at me, so I moved it for them.

Be careful, it would be unfortunate if you were beaten to a pulp by a 33-year-old mom with green hair and her 16-year-old pregnant daughter.
 

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