Okay, so not quite.. But we got pizza, we got iced tea, we got seventh inning stretch time, we've got boots, and we've got everyone's favorite menaces...

(Lil' Breathless: Us?)

Yes, you.. Now sing!

(Lil' Maddy: I don't feel like it.)

Oy vey. Is it any wonder why I drink at night? Day after day, one of them after another...

Fine, I guess we'll have to call upon Harry Caray once again for the honors.. Besides, we wouldn't want to infringe upon Harry's job, would we?

(Lil' Maddy: Isn't it time to change boots? You've had them on for nine hours!)

What about you? You've worn those same boots for nine months!

(Lil' Maddy: I don't have any others.)

And if you keep being a brat, it'll stay that way. Or maybe I'll get you some nice ballet boots.

Now, you two behave while I listen to some music and have my pizza.

(Lil' Breathless: You met the delivery man in those boots?)

It's not delivery... It's not ape tit.. It's... Oh, nevermind.

Listening to: theme from "The A-Team", "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" by Harry Caray

Labels: Blogathon 2007, Boot Worship, Lil' Maddy