Jeez, Johnny...
did you have to go to the frakkin' YANKEES? Those fascists are even going to make you cut your hair!
And what the heck do I do with my Johnny Bobblehead doll?
posted by Alison Rose at
12:50 PM
Everything's SFNE
New England and why everything about it is so frakking . . . New England! And it's not just the fried clams.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
And what the heck do I do with my Johnny Bobblehead doll?
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Only the ritualistic sacrifice of all Johnny Damon merchandise can make this better. I've got to figure out what happens with my "WWJDD" T-shirt.
It's still in the box right now. I wonder if his wife would like to buy it or something?
Hey, anybody up for a ritual bonfire?
keep it in the box and sell it on eBay when he retires
or keep it in the box, smash it to pieces and mail the wreckage to Red Sox management.
I'm surprised he did agreed, if only because of the millions in marketing he's given up. On the Yankees he's just another short-haired ball player.
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