Here's another question: Anyone know how I can get my hands on an Oscar statue?
We're No. 2, yo. We should be ranked No. 1, but each breath that Carl Pohlad takes in keeps us down.
Today I happened to be listening to that song "Roc Ya Body," by MVP. You'll note how cool they are because they deliberately misspell "rock" and "your." Coolness = a flagrant disregard for the English language.
Anyway, at some point in the song, a bloke announces: "All my ladies, sing along, come on!"
But only one woman sings. That's kind of sad.
Random brilliant statement by me: "We are not building a legacy. We are setting up tents by the side of the road and selling velvet paintings. We offer some of the best velvet paintings around. But they are still velvet paintings."