Joel Hale. Really? Is this person real? I know it takes around 20 seconds to put in the effort, and you can definitely do it almost from anywhere in America right now. I saw a dude on the side of the highway yesterday that said free B J's for free Wifi's. Who is Joel Hale, the kid in class that sleeps from bell to bell, smells like cigarettes and curve, and tries to cheat off of the dumb fucks who sit next to him cause he doesn't know any better? Or maybe it's a social experiment of charity bestowed on the middle class. He and his chums all entered various sporting leagues with no intention whatsoever of chiming in to "give back" and make sure no one feels like they're in last place. He took just a couple of seconds off from Eating lobster, yachting, and smoking the Declaration of Independence to raise his foot up just long enough to catch a glimpse of what he had been stepping on his entire life. Well now the foots down, and so is mine!!! I'm not a psychic or soothsayer Mr. Hale, but I'm pretty sure I could beat your ass at picking teams everyweek if I randomly bashed my knuckles against my laptop for 3 minutes everyweek. What would Jesus Do?
