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Where is James Bond? Did he get lost on his last mission? Too many vodka martini's?

Bad Bob.......another All-Star supporter has disappeared; apparently found a place to hide. Can't stand the vision of the outcome of the big game...the Ramey Legends smash the Ramey All-star toads...pretty scary!

He'll be crying in his shaken vodka martini about noontime on 10/23/09.

Ramey Rican, Good news looks like Jason is coming after all and wants to play! At 6' 10" he more than can handle Dr Limp. Only problem is getting him a uniform. I'm working on that!
the Big "J" and Big "T" the Twin Peaks!! Legends Rule!!

BadBob

Bad Bob,

You scared them away. No more All-Stars. They have left the gym. Went to the swamp to play with the gators.

RAMEY RICAN, WE ARE THE LEGENDS! We are the last 2 standing! I guess it is time to turn out the lights the party is definitely over! The Fat Lady has sung.

That was pretty easy wasn't it!! Get the light switch on the way out will ya Rican!

BadBob

Bad Bob,

I'll flip the switch.......I got your back. Let's try one more time..........

Hey, Hardwoody and the swamp rat toads........how you all are?? Sure has been lonely.......you guys must have gone on a secret mission with Senor Boyd, James Bond of the West Coast. Instead of his Martini being shaken, we thinks he be shakin' in his blue swede shoes just thinkin' 'bout facing the LEGENDS.

Heck, when I lived in Louisiana, I wrestled alligators with the best of 'em. Got so bored beatin' up dem gators, I decided to move to Texas. Found da Longhorns to be much tougher than any 'ol gator. After what I saw of Gators on Saturday, they aren't much tougher that pigs.

Hardwoody, you can run, but you cannot hide.......Legends are coming to town.......your demise is near........the All-Star Destruction in Destin.

Ramey Rican