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Karl Malone is a fool.

I like the guy actually but he has major flaws.
I had bought a pair of LA Gear, he had endorsed.
What a shame!
 
He was the dirtiest player of all time. Remember when he destroyed Isaiah Thomas's face? Knocked out The Admiral? Smashed Steve Nash?
 
The Thriller said:
He was the dirtiest player of all time. Remember when he destroyed Isaiah Thomas's face? Knocked out The Admiral? Smashed Steve Nash?
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I loved every minute of it! Especially when he knocked out the Admiral. Timber! And Robinson played scared against him for the next two seasons, like noticeably scared.

I think I'm doing it wrong, guys. Sorry.
 
I'd like to join to game but the thing is, I really don't like him much. And yep, he's kinda fool for realz too.

Sure he's one of the bests ever though, but that's a different matter.
 
Karl has an illegitimate kid that he didn't claim after a paternity test, yet the kids he did claim recognize this kid as their brother.

Too real?
 
My family had season tickets to Chuck E. Cheese's for 36 years. They didn't guarantee us any specific seats or get us a discount of any kind, but there was not a single time in all the years we held those tickets that we were not allowed to come in and pay fair price in order to be served. Three generations of my kin have spent the most wonderful moments of our lives with the wind blowing through our hair on their amazing rides, playing their exciting games of skill to collect tickets for incredibly valuable prizes, and partaking in the healthiest food known to man. I have been told that the pizza has a special ingredient designed to clog only certain arteries. This helps redirect the blood to better arteries (much the same way as the Hoover Dam slows down flow of water in the Colorado so that the people of Las Vegas can stick straws in and suck out more and more... and then recycle that water several times so that they can enjoy drinking the same liquid over and over again). And speaking of the prizes, I want to mention that I particularly treasured a lava lamp worth 1 million tickets that our entire family worked together to obtain over the course of several years. Unfortunately, it busted before we ever got it home when my little brother apparently squeezed it too hard. The glass shards cut through his hand and also maimed my grandmother, while the toxic liquid inside splashed into my father's eyes and blinded him, causing a terrible collision with a Best Buy semi truck.

But I apologize that I've gotten off track. My point was that we had these glorious season tickets, and then one day our family dog was smashed right before our eyes by a monster truck, and the big black driver who was wearing a cowboy hat looked out at us and said, "Suck it, people. It's time to do a complete 360. You can forget about your season tickets to the pizza parlor because I own the place now and they are not going to be renewed because they were actually in the dog's name!!!"

"How can this be happening," I cried.

And the big man in the truck answered, "Karl Malone gotta do what Karl Malone gotta do."
 
Joe Bagadonuts said:
My family had season tickets to Chuck E. Cheese's for 36 years. They didn't guarantee us any specific seats or get us a discount of any kind, but there was not a single time in all the years we held those tickets that we were not allowed to come in and pay fair price in order to be served. Three generations of my kin have spent the most wonderful moments of our lives with the wind blowing through our hair on their amazing rides, playing their exciting games of skill to collect tickets for incredibly valuable prizes, and partaking in the healthiest food known to man. I have been told that the pizza has a special ingredient designed to clog only certain arteries. This helps redirect the blood to better arteries (much the same way as the Hoover Dam slows down flow of water in the Colorado so that the people of Las Vegas can stick straws in and suck out more and more... and then recycle that water several times so that they can enjoy drinking the same liquid over and over again). And speaking of the prizes, I want to mention that I particularly treasured a lava lamp worth 1 million tickets that our entire family worked together to obtain over the course of several years. Unfortunately, it busted before we ever got it home when my little brother apparently squeezed it too hard. The glass shards cut through his hand and also maimed my grandmother, while the toxic liquid inside splashed into my father's eyes and blinded him, causing a terrible collision with a Best Buy semi truck.

But I apologize that I've gotten off track. My point was that we had these glorious season tickets, and then one day our family dog was smashed right before our eyes by a monster truck, and the big black driver who was wearing a cowboy hat looked out at us and said, "Suck it, people. It's time to do a complete 360. You can forget about your season tickets to the pizza parlor because I own the place now and they are not going to be renewed because they were actually in the dog's name!!!"

"How can this be happening," I cried.

And the big man in the truck answered, "Karl Malone gotta do what Karl Malone gotta do."
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This post wins the thread.
top notch
rep the man
 
Would someone give PKM something to do. Someone give him a treasure hunt to go on or something.


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