Get some, 12. SPLASH MOUNTAIN!!! Eyeball. SPLASH ZONE. BUCKET. Come oooooon!! Oh man oh man oh man. Yeaaaaaa. Man, Pau. Your arms tastes gross. What is that? Is that ketchup? Why do you?…nevermind. Yea Swaggy!!! I GET THAT SHIRT NOW, RIGHT?! YOU SAID!! YEAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Yea, Dwight. Yea. Enjoy Houston. Enjoy this L. Scampering away from us fouling you like you’re out here in some weird interactive rec time at a church camp. This ain’t First Baptist. This is the league. Oh, man, I gotta stop at the Galleria soon. I am with you until the end of your time, Dwight. I am a thorn in your half sleeve and I have no intent on moving. GO TO YOUR TEX MEX ESTABLISHMENTS AND DEAL WITH WHAT I’VE DONE TO YOU, ROCKET NATION. Need to make sure and remember to get some Christmas shopping done soon. It sneaks up on you, Steve. Don’t wait till some Sacramento/Portland back-to-back in mid December to start trying.
Stop touching my head, guys. Steve, get your hand off my back. DUUUUUDES! Let’s get a stop, but DUUUUDES!!! YEAAAAA!!! IS KIRKO BANGZ HERE? DOES THIS MEAN I GET TO MEET KIRKO BANGZ!?!! FOSSIL PANTS!!! LEMME GET THIS DRINK IN MY CUP!!! Whatever, Pringles, man. I’m live right now. I need to get my head shaved again soon. Call Lacy. Make sure you do that tomorrow.
This is for the 301 right here!!! COLLEGE PARK!!! STAND UP! Maryland Forever! Ralph Friedgen, man. Buckets drip drop through the sky. Need to call her and see about the sprinkler system. THIS IS FOR JUAN DIXON. The man who would change his shoes at halftime. Destiny controller and nuclear reactor. I need to get dry cleaning done on my dress shirts tonight after the game. THIS IS FOR LONNIE BAXTER. THE HORSE WHO JUST NEEDED FEEDING. I see you everywhere. You’re in the stars at night. When planes scrape across the black sky and block the silver from coming down and their wingtips blink red at me, that is when I find you. CALL OUT TO ME AND I WILL BE WITH YOU ALWAYS, LON. CHRIS WILCOX. SWEET HEADBAND, BRO.
WE ARE THE DUKE KILLERS. WHERE ARE YOU NOW TRAJAN LANGDON? NOT HERE. NOT AT ALL. You’re smoldering somewhere. THE DEVILS IN BLUE WILL ALWAYS BE GIVEN BUCKETS. I need to get the Tacoma washed.
Gary. Coach Gary. My dear sweet Gary, sweating somewhere and everywhere. I am your proudest moment. I am your now and your forever. Dad! Thanks for driving to all my games.
UNDER ARMOR. Heat Gear.
THEY DID NOT PROTECT THEIR HOUSE.
I gotta get batteries for the smoke detectors.
YEA DUUUUUDES!!!!! For real, though. Let’s get a stop.
MY WIFE WILL TWEET ABOUT THIS!!! Yoooooowwwwwww!!!!!!!!