But is it really for good this time?
Last time, I was shocked and mad -- saying "Nooo... come back." This time, I just don't care. You didn't have a good year, boo-hoo. If I gave up every time I had a bad day... and I don't make even close to an iota of what he makes.
You Mister Favre, are no longer my favorite part of "Something About Mary." I wish you well in your Lee jeans commercials, but I'm done.
Maybe you, Pep and Michael Phelps should meet up, have a party and talk about how you all crushed dreams within the first weeks of 2009. That should be fun.
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