This is how I feel when Shannon Sharpe (Hall-of-Fame NFL pro and now commentator) this morning mentioned that the “Ravens will be better served with a little less Flacco, and a little more Rice”:
KOTOKOTOÂ nikondaÂ KAREE
SUPAISUÂ futasajiÂ keikenÂ shichae
dakedoÂ genkaiÂ Â karasugite…Â mouÂ DAME
BIRIRIÂ Â BIRIRIÂ Â BIRIRI
OhnonoÂ nonoÂ nonoÂ noÂ nonono
KAREEÂ CHOPPILIÂ RAISUÂ TAPPULI
OK, yeah, actually I laughed at Sharpe (who’s known to have a mouth, so to speak) for about a minute. Then again, this is how I feel about Ray Rice generally. It has a lot to do with my Rutgers upbringing but he’s the man to electrified a local football program (along with now-NFL coach Schiano).
This post is brought to you by the strange realization that playing Space Chem from 12:30 AM to 3:30 AM makes the sunlight’s glitter just a little off.
Looking forward to MNF, though. And I’ve re-uploaded those “Asadayo~” tones. Help yourselves.