Tag Archives: Tony Battaglia

The best in the game.

If you listen closely for a moment It will become apparent that the cat is taking a shit in the other room. Is that a frame for the moment? He’s covering the stink of something? All right, from the get-go … Continue reading

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Two questions

Do you remember the day we took the number 72 by mistake, Coming back from the Humane Society With the new cat and a couple of hangovers, And somewhere on the East side we silently agreed It was time to … Continue reading

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