Tim Lincecum won the Cy Young yesterday, but something about it doesn’t sit well with the QB. He’s like 160 pounds and throws it 97 mph. Steroids? Unlikely. Evil black magic voodoo? Look into it, MLB.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
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“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”