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Friday, February 17, 2012

Ike is the man

"the next time anyone asks me about my ankle, I'm gonna go mute and stare at them." 
        --Ike Davis in Starbucks this morning.


 Hahahah, that's awesome.
Posted by Sam Maxwell at 12:38 PM
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