In the same way twins and their fans hate the white sox, I hate the f***ing twins, always have, always will. The whole lot of em. You too justin, you piece of s***. Thanks for adding fuel to the eternal flame.
I hope you cry in the dugout the day you're eliminated.
I hope Bert circles you when Joey puts his arm around your shoulder to console you. Then you two can go back to the apartment you share and listen to K-Fed and drink white zinfandel on ice.
Because losers should stick together, Justin. Always.