This will only take a minute. Sombreros need rain gutters. Gary enjoyed the 'Carlos'. Actually, nobody enjoyed the 'Carlos'. "I'll rip your heart out as soon as I'm off the phone." I wouldn't touch that if I were you.
The camera is over here, people. Sombrero causes confusion.
Nice face. Try to look a little happier next time. Wud up, dawg? Amateur rapper on the right.
The Browns Amigos, Dan, Jim, Larry, occasionally Jason, valiant Dan-replacement Matt, and here-and-there Keith, are life-long Browns fans who want nothing more than to see our team win a Super Bowl while possibly enjoying a few cervezas along the way. The story is simple. While on a weekend trip to Puerto Penasco, Mexico, fate was on our side as the Browns were playing Sunday night on national television. We stumbled into a local cantina and ordered up some tequila, salt and a lime. It gets a little fuzzy at this point, but sometime during the game the Amigos were born. Since then, we can be found in the Muni lot before each Browns home game. So stop by, say hello, and watch out for the cactus. It’s prickly.
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