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the game would be called, "Who can blow the tightest meth smoke ring into Knight's nostrils while his mouth is filled with styrofome and covered in ductape. By the by, I just smoked a big fattie. I am so wasted right now. I burped up my Wendy's frostie and have to fish the dead hooker out of my jacuzzi. It is so cold outside. I wish Bob Knight would show up at my house with a tube of KY, a clamp, two chisels, and a box of rubbers, not to mention some depends undergarments and medicinal stirrups. Old men need lotsandlotso lovin care. I will take care of the errant body hair Bobarino. Just don't be such a stranger anymore.