Look, I'm gonna keep this short and sweet without all the mushy crap. Big Sharkey is gonna have to call it a day. I just honestly don't have time to write this silly thing any longer. This ain't Canberra, Daddy's gotta a full time job and a mortgage to worry about. Plus my terrorist son and wife refuse to let me even take a shit alone, do you think they'd let me sneak off for an hour to write about our beautiful boys in red pinstripes every night? It's just not the same anymore.
Yes, I will miss you all, Followers. This is the sad part. But, fuck... none of you came here to be coddled. Go and start your own blog with swearing and penises and hoagie bats and intense, sexually charged wit. It's your turn to make me laugh.
Consider the Clog as the ultimate diary of the 2010 Philadelphia Phillie season. One day you'll sit down with your shitty children and read to them from the knowledge within these pages. You will make a better quality citizen by doing so. Besides, the Facebook page will still be up to use as a bathroom wall.
So, for the last time.... fuck new york and GO FUCKING PHILLIES!!!! 2011, baby. It's gonna be a great year. OK BYE-BYE.