tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1549089718489651445.post2515730994834323373..comments2008-09-27T23:51:51.892-05:00DCScraphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06109944563728433069noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1549089718489651445.post-47101695543881930672008-09-27T23:51:00.000-05:002008-09-27T23:51:00.000-05:00Hey, hey, hey. Dayton is a wretched, dying pimple on the earth's ass populated only by the dead and those who have yet to realize they're dead. If you go there, you must surrender your hopes and dreams at the city limits and prepare to feel your life force ebb second by brutal second. But at least it ain't Cleveland.Tracer Bullethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09423793849234700428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1549089718489651445.post-22612490139098787782008-09-26T12:38:00.000-05:002008-09-26T12:38:00.000-05:00Telling the world your sports teams will make a run for a championship. Being from Cleveland, I am insulted when I hear "there's always next year." for all of my life, next year has not arrived. Is there really a next year or am I living in Cleveland's version of "Groundhog Day."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com