I am sure of it. As I caught that ball on Saturday night, I know he was watching me. I could feel his douchebaggy eyes on my awesomeness and I knew, yes, this was going to be a brutal night. Jon Conway – you’re a bucket of terrible. You make me want to pull my own eyes out of my head while watching you, and that’s pretty dangerous.
Please. retire. yesterday.
<3,
IHJC
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