Nothing says Saturday more than sitting on one's couch watching Rudy and crying like a baby b*tch at all the good parts.
"You ain't got nothin' to prove to nobody but yourself." Check.
"All my life people have been telling me I couldn't do it." Check.
"This is for my Dad." Check. (Oof with that one).
"If you had half the heart that Rudy had..." Check.
The li'l bastard sure did try, is all.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
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