Johnny, Johnny,Johnny, Just WHAT are we going to do with you? I mean, you pitching that hissy fit in Rhode Island no less and getting tossed from the Hall of Fame Tennis Match...WHAT'S UP WITH THAT dude?
John, look, if uh...your internal plumbing was clogged up and you were in a modicum of discomfort, I'm sure that the officials there would understand...All you have to do is go to them and tell them that you're full of crap...they'll understand...really they will. Then again, they may already know it, ...know what I mean?
Just to be on the safe side, John, I'm sure that there IS a store somewhere that sells the All Bran Product you've been touting for a year now, all you have to do is GO LOOK FOR IT!
Dude, you're close to half a century old, haven't you got it yet? The world does not revolve around YOU. But to protect your rep, I will tell people that you are indeed full of it and just need some cereal to get you back to your vibrant, exciting, volatile self.
Oh yeah, one more thing, PLEASE grow up...OK?
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