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Alrighty then, I'm done with the season. See you at the finale, bb. -
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Seriously. Few sights on TV are as entrancing as that of Paul McDonald launching himself all over the stage, those magnificent legs aswing. Musical taste ain't bad either. -
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Paul McDonald. Paul McDonald's legs. Oh, you mean there are other contestants?
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Why does Luis Figo have to come to my town on the very day that I'm not in it?? WHY??!! -
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And so the new footie season begins with the right Rafa (Benítez) winning a trophy and the wrong Rafa (Nadal) being kept away from one by my boy Marcos Baghdatis. Auspicious signs, one hopes. -
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Apparently I'm still a bigger Germany fan than I am a Spain fan. :-/ -
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The only reason I'm not too broke up over José's departure is because he's going to my other team. But still... *sniff*
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