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I was watching a game, where my 12 yr old daughter was playing, and the PU was 'selling' the stike-outs soo hard the kids were crying as they were leaving the box. Some of his buddies were egging it on until one of the moms sqirted him with a squeeze bottle of power-aide. I was rollin' along with half the other parents. I never saw him again, but I was lookin for him.
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Wearing the uniform doesnt make you an official
anymore than going to McDonalds
makes you a hamburger.
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