Yesterday, during Arizona's definitive victory over testicle-suckers anonymous, Stansbury, I met David Hasselhoff. He was doing nothing in particular, except slurring his way through the National Anthem. I remember the time he went over to the UK a couple of years ago for a brief publicity visit and remade a name for himself, leching around television presenters and grooming hipster teenagers in London clubs. One has to admire his commitment to the figure of college clown. What a tool.
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