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Ever since that prick almost ran my cousin and me down with a golf cart at the Willow Bend "celebrity" golf tourney in 1995, I have despised the fuck.
I could care less if she retires with her greasy pinstipes. All I care about is seeing her go down faster to the Red Sox in the playoffs than the fat girl on prom night.
Screw Clemens, her fat ass, and the Skankees.
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