Remember when to be major league middle infielder you had to be like 145 pounds soaking wet and sign an affidavit you'd never lifted a weight your entire life?
My xmas poem: Called mrs murphy.
Will you stick it in your mouth mrs murphy,
It weights a quarter of a pound,
Its got hairs on its neck like a turkey,
And it squirts when you rub it up and down,
Will you stick it in your mouth mrs murphy.📝📝📝🐔🐔🐔