The repository of one hard-boiled egg from the south suburbs of Milwaukee, Wisconsin (and the occassional guest-blogger). The ramblings within may or may not offend, shock and awe you, but they are what I (or my guest-bloggers) think.
Now that my bracket has been been beheaded courtesy Villanova, with a 3rd Final Four team also eliminated, I’m ready to pack my bags for the one place worse than Detroit, the Hartz Mountains of Asia.
In lieu of marinara, I ask that you send ligaments.
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