It is hard out here
Check out this here rebuttizzy, Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers
T. J. Simers of “The Los Angeles Times” writes ‘It’s the time of year when you think of the people less fortunate or living in San Diego.”
I’ve had the misfortune to meet T.J. Simers when he was a guest of- you got it - San Diego, in Super Bowl 37. Let me just say that being horribly ugly, fat, bloated and untalented can only account for so much anger and bitterness. Something is seriously wrong with poor Mr. Simers.
Simers goes on: “It's pretty well understood that the folks living down there (here) just don't have what it takes to work and live in Orange County or the L.A. area.” Is Simers always this wrong? It goes on: “The people who live there know it, it bugs them, but it's not like they're living in Nebraska — so for the most part they accept the fact they are less fortunate.”
My mother taught me that you don’t get in a spitting contest with a snake, nor a hot dog eating contest with Rosie O’Donnell. So I will not insult the fine readers of T.J. Simers – all ten of them – by insulting Los Angeles.
Besides, if I go to the extensive effort of pointing out all of the wonderful reasons for living in San Diego, we might attract too many people to move here who have become angry, bitter and frustrated because of the horrible conditions where they live. Like, for example, the pathetic moon-faced sports writers of those towns without a professional football team.
With the exception of all of the nice people in the towns of Nebraska. Sure, like Los Angeles, they also don’t have a pro football team, but at least those people are really nice.
T. J. Simers of “The Los Angeles Times” writes ‘It’s the time of year when you think of the people less fortunate or living in San Diego.”
I’ve had the misfortune to meet T.J. Simers when he was a guest of- you got it - San Diego, in Super Bowl 37. Let me just say that being horribly ugly, fat, bloated and untalented can only account for so much anger and bitterness. Something is seriously wrong with poor Mr. Simers.
Simers goes on: “It's pretty well understood that the folks living down there (here) just don't have what it takes to work and live in Orange County or the L.A. area.” Is Simers always this wrong? It goes on: “The people who live there know it, it bugs them, but it's not like they're living in Nebraska — so for the most part they accept the fact they are less fortunate.”
My mother taught me that you don’t get in a spitting contest with a snake, nor a hot dog eating contest with Rosie O’Donnell. So I will not insult the fine readers of T.J. Simers – all ten of them – by insulting Los Angeles.
Besides, if I go to the extensive effort of pointing out all of the wonderful reasons for living in San Diego, we might attract too many people to move here who have become angry, bitter and frustrated because of the horrible conditions where they live. Like, for example, the pathetic moon-faced sports writers of those towns without a professional football team.
With the exception of all of the nice people in the towns of Nebraska. Sure, like Los Angeles, they also don’t have a pro football team, but at least those people are really nice.
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