DISCLAIMER TO BE SHOUTED FROM THE HEAVENS: I BELIEVE WILLIE COLON’S STORY AND AM IN NO WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM DISRESPECTING HIS ELDERLY MOTHER WITH LUPUS.
That being said, I’ve never heard that story before and the batteries drop certainly threw me for a loop where I audibly gave a “Come On”. It’s not that I didn’t believe him, it’s just that…Batteries. Always with the batteries. Maybe his family mistakenly thou…NOPE. Batteries. It doesn’t matter what happens, you can’t defend a jackass throwing a couple Double D’s at J.D. Drew inside The Vet, and you DEFINITELY can’t defend chucking them at an elderly lady. I couldn’t even inquire about the story because a 6’3, 315 behemoth who used to ragdoll grown men was ready to end my days if I questioned what happened. So, yeah. Batteries. There’s really nothing else that can be said, except please don’t eat me, Willie. I have a long life to live until 3 weeks when I’m no longer useful to anyone after Rough N’ Rowdy on February 16th. #CompanyMan
I don’t care of the situation, these quotes out of, and in context are funny.