tom day must die
well, tennis starts soon, and along with that comes a kiwanis run every day, in order to:
A. get the pussies to quit and thin our numbers
B. get the fatties to lose some weight
C. get the team morale to an all-time low so that we can build it up, dog treat by dog treat
D. maybe allow brainerd to be GOOD at tennis for once in 27 years
look for an inspiring and heartfelt speech about team unity given by el capitán bundy near kiwanis park on monday the 26th, assuming practice is outside.
max - as appointed tennis team muscle and hardass-elect, you have the order to KILL tom day. (his lanky ass has just told me that he will not be playing tennis in the spring, even though he promised that he would.)
so, your first assignment is to kill tom day, or at least break his legs...stephen king's Misery style.
Labels: bread, dog treats, tennis
posted by bundy @ 11:54 AM
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5 Comments:
jeez bundy, sounds like you're planning on bringing the Tyranny of Steiger back. Maybe two years of apathetic leadership from Trav, PK, Schwig, Hobe and I have erased those hard memories from your mind: believe me, those were not fun times.
as a captain, you have to be in control but compassionate, congenial but firm, virile but abstinent.
basically what i'm saying is, let them eat cake.
Well it looks like Imgrund has had enough cake already, if you catch my drift.
But seriously folks, running sucks.
P.S.: Tom Day had best watch his back.
Tom Day just added me as a friend on facebook.
I hope he is prepared to get LEFT HANGING.
max - haha
houle - i know exactly what you're saying, steiger's reign was a bitch, but c'mon, i feel like i have to do SOMETHING. i'm sick of getting made fun of because the tennis team always sucks...you know what i'm talkin about! i can look forward to playing number three doubles with some freshman at the rate the youngsters are improving, so i need some other way to feel like i've done something - run everyone till they die.
that's a good point. I guess I didn't fear insurgency from the swelling numbers when they were just freshmen, but now that they're taking over varsity...
urgent times call for urgent measures.
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