Freddogg Off The Chain

The best time to watch a double overtime NBA regular season game is at 3:30 a.m.on the couch while fading in and out because of insomnia.
Throw in the mumbled voice of Bill Walton who once followed the Grateful Dead around the country while helping to keep Patty Hurst underground—a good place for that bitch—and you are sure to be put back into active nap phase.
Walton’s voice woke me up when I heard him say,”Oh my, we are going to yet another overtime, only because, “Kwame Blew The Bunny.”
“Kwame blew the bunny” was a sentence I had never heard in my entire life. Just four words I couldn’t get out of my head,”Kwame Blew The Bunny.”
I began to talk to the puppy Darby Doodle. “Why Kwame gotta be blowing the bunny Darby? Why can’t he just leave the bunny alone?

Later that afternoon I was trying to nap again because I am just always so naturally hyped and alert but I can’t get no sleep then the color man on a college basketball broadcast said.
The guy in the back of the zone needs to be more disciplined and stay home he shouldn’t “scamper like a hamster” everytime the ball changes direction.

Another four-word sentence was etched into my consciousness “scamper like a hamster.” Hey Darby Doodle, why the man gotta ‘scamper like a hamster?”

I need to begin my tee shirt business. Don’t tell me your wouldn’t wear a “Kwame Blew The Bunny T –extra for art work-or ‘Scamper like a Hamster. “

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