.....so they DO sue bloggers?
SonicsCentral.com gets served.
(Hmmm. Had best rethink things around here.)
Everybody in and around the NBA is awesome and faultless. The players are awesome. The executives are faultless. The agents are regal and voluptuous. Clay Bennett is majestic. David Stern is Jesus incarnate. Jesus is our Lord and Saviour. Other religions are impeccable too. Sean May is not fat. No one is fat. The world is great and its inhabitants are all perfect in every way. Everybody. They're all grand. You know you, right? Well, you're perfect. We love you.
You know what's great? Everything.
ShamSports.com - your upbeat, jovial, joy-spreading and not even slightly acerbic NBA website run by a man with not very deep pockets.
'I got hit yesterday sitting in a meeting with my insurance company when a guy in a bright yellow shirt started hanging out, and eventually knocking on my conference room door. Right in the middle of the meeting I got the handoff and the “You’ve been served” line.
At least my insurance agent is a Sonics fan. Better than being hit by some random employee complaint.
(Hmmm. Had best rethink things around here.)
Everybody in and around the NBA is awesome and faultless. The players are awesome. The executives are faultless. The agents are regal and voluptuous. Clay Bennett is majestic. David Stern is Jesus incarnate. Jesus is our Lord and Saviour. Other religions are impeccable too. Sean May is not fat. No one is fat. The world is great and its inhabitants are all perfect in every way. Everybody. They're all grand. You know you, right? Well, you're perfect. We love you.
You know what's great? Everything.
ShamSports.com - your upbeat, jovial, joy-spreading and not even slightly acerbic NBA website run by a man with not very deep pockets.
posted by Sham at
1:42 AM
10 Comments:
No need to worry. You're not a US citizen and your server is in England. You can say whatever the fuck you want, and they can't touch you.
That's what Saddam Hussein counted on.
The server's not in England. Only I am.
And I'm way more slippery and elusive than Saddam Hussein. That fella's downfall was all the statues, because they served only to let people know what they were looking for as they roamed the desert searching in holes. But me? You don't know what I look like, for there are no statues. And that's why I'll never be hung. (Giggidy.)
We'll be looking for the Jason Kapono look-a-like.
You're nuts! LOL!
I know what you look like. Skinny dude, wearing a cap the likes of something you would see Sean Connery wearing circa 1972, with some sort of wooly overcoat with the fresh scent of some cheap Pall Mall knock offs, crooked nose, with very bad teeth because we all know there are no dentists in England, and for certain whistling some Harold Lloyd Jenkins aka Conway Twatty hit from the mid sixties. Yes I love run-on sentences too and that was for certain a play on the word twat. Because everything is twatish, to a degree.
Fail.
Sham already mentioned his teeth in his DraftExpress piece. Apparently the bad english teeth myth is bogus. Because surely there cannot be a poorer man than him.
For those who biarrely want to know: I used to have horrific teeth after an accident at the age of 1. I didn't have any top front teeth until I was 9. When the teeth did come through, they were all misshapen and shit, as were basically all of them. But, after multiple surgeries (God bless free healthcare), they are now as smooth as a baby's arse, if slightly yellower.
Even yellower than an Asian baby?
Probably about even.
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