Exhibit A: Me.
I think of myself like a Shannon Sharpe in some ways, in that I left the Square State a rockstar to come to Charm City to win a Superbowl, and then went back to the Square State to suck it up (well, Shannon played some more (no superbowls after Charm City) and became a high-paid game analyst; I had a car explode on I-70 and an ex-galpal makeout with the MCATs more than she would with me).
Exhibit B:
A friend of mine, as I type this, is gearing up to move from the Square State to Bean town.
I assure you, my friend is not Todd Helton.
I assure you, he programs like Todd Helton bats, though: stellarly.
Lovely.
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