Hey Wood Block Guy, I know who you are. You are that douchebag that wears the crazy troll doll wig and zany Hawaiian basketball shirt and paints your face like Batman, none of which has anything to do with San Antonio or a spur. I ridiculed you on Saturday. But now this is war.
If no one ever hears from me again and one day you see me wandering the streets, sunburned and wearing sunglasses with no lenses or one shoe, all blame can be laid squarely at the feet of Wood Block Guy.
Crazy Ray is making fun of you from heaven.
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Wouldn't it be crazy if you met Woodblock Guy and somehow you fell in love with one another?
Reminded me of all the fans who used to bring cowbells to Sacramento Kings games. Of course, this was when people used to GO to Sacramento Kings games.
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