Dear Kurt Busch,
For my sanity, please, please, please get a top five finish next week.
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Dear Jimmie Johnson,
Please, please, please for my sanity, get a top five finish next week.
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Dear Dale Earnhardt Jr.,
Please, please, please, for my sanity win next week. Or a top five. Either/or.
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Dear Mark Martin,
For my sanity, whatever you do, just don't pass Junior in the points unless by some miracle you win the whole points shebang.
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Dear Jeff Gordon,
For my sanity...you see that safer barrier? At Homestead? Run into it. Or blow the engine. Because I swear to god, if you win this points championship, I'm taking a spork to your ass every time you gloat or say something snide in post-race interviews and at the awards ceremony. A blunt spork. Of metal.
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Dear Neeeewman,
*dies laughing* Ha ha! Look at you! Done blowed up!
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Dear Elliott Sadler,
Yo, Elliott...what the hell? The front of the pack is <------ that way!
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Dear Matt Kenseth, Tony Stewart and Jeremy Mayfield,
Bye bye!
For my sanity, please, please, please get a top five finish next week.
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Dear Jimmie Johnson,
Please, please, please for my sanity, get a top five finish next week.
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Dear Dale Earnhardt Jr.,
Please, please, please, for my sanity win next week. Or a top five. Either/or.
***
Dear Mark Martin,
For my sanity, whatever you do, just don't pass Junior in the points unless by some miracle you win the whole points shebang.
***
Dear Jeff Gordon,
For my sanity...you see that safer barrier? At Homestead? Run into it. Or blow the engine. Because I swear to god, if you win this points championship, I'm taking a spork to your ass every time you gloat or say something snide in post-race interviews and at the awards ceremony. A blunt spork. Of metal.
***
Dear Neeeewman,
*dies laughing* Ha ha! Look at you! Done blowed up!
***
Dear Elliott Sadler,
Yo, Elliott...what the hell? The front of the pack is <------ that way!
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Dear Matt Kenseth, Tony Stewart and Jeremy Mayfield,
Bye bye!