the PACK scared us two PACKER POETS (yrs truly & abraham smith smith smithy) today. but, here's to 10 - 0, it's so good bein a Packer.
st: yes hell!
as: i can put my friggin rosary away now
st: i should put this nail file down my fingers are close to bleedin
st: our ball. sing pack!
as: eff eff eff eff eff eff eff
st: i'm pure fraught
st: yes my god
as: waiit they tackle him but here we gooooo again
st: this is a lot to handle on the lords day
as: ho hum another snoozer of a game / heehee / yayayayayayyy / rainin here but the rain / tastes like sugarr!