Showing posts with label tweaking ankles by walking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tweaking ankles by walking. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Bats, they are sick. I cannot hit curveball. Straightball I hit it very much. Curveball, bats are afraid. I ask Jobu to come, take fear from bats. I offer him cigar, rum. He will come.
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