I didn't make this up, just got it in an e-mail...
Twas the night before Quitness when all through house, not a creature was cheering, not even a mouse.The Banners were hung from the rafters with care, even though he vowed, no championships were there.The Fans are restless wearing snuggies ...in bed, while visions of The Decision danced in their heads.His momma in a je...rse...y, and Mr West in just a cap, they had just settled down for a long winter's nap. When Out near the Q there arose such a clatter, I ran from the bar to see what was the matter. When what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a miniature coach with players who don't care.With a bus loaded of athletes both strong and quick,I ......knew it must be the return of that team with LePrick, More rapid than Hillis, the fans rushed and they came to curse and to call each overpaid diva by name.They yelled "Hey Bron, Wade, and Bosh" alas do me a favor and kiss my Cleveland ass!Off stepped the bus, is it just me, or does Bosh looks like a hooker in drag?Then came Wade with a smirk that was merry, little did he know this was the team he would carry.Then out stepped The Queen through the wind and the snow, last time we saw him, he held his elbow.But much has changed since then, and bad thoughts now linger, but one thing is the same.....no ring on his finger!He spoke not a word, and went straight to work, silent or not, we now know he's a jerk. Tonight from whistle to whistle, The boos will rain down like a patriot missile.I heard the queen say before ducking out of sight "I made a mistake, this is going to be one Hell of a Night!
LETS GO CAVS!!!!!!!
