Dear Brad Lidge,
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:50 pmI am so mad at you right now.
No love,
Lara
PS. Remember that time, at that game, when it was you on the mound and me in the bleachers, and I was transmitting you psychic thoughts that said "this is not the ninth inning, it is the eighth! The eighth, I tell you!" Let's try that again... "this is not 2009, it is 2008! '08, I tell you!"
No love,
Lara
PS. Remember that time, at that game, when it was you on the mound and me in the bleachers, and I was transmitting you psychic thoughts that said "this is not the ninth inning, it is the eighth! The eighth, I tell you!" Let's try that again... "this is not 2009, it is 2008! '08, I tell you!"