I actually had a dream today that I was in the war room at the draft and the Chiefs actually selected Geno. I have never had a dream about the Chiefs in my life. It was so friggin odd.
Hell, I wasn't even thinking about the Chiefs last night.
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My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done. Such as, drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
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