texts: Well, all those guys in the bleachers think </s> <s> Never mind those guys. All right, stand up. Now let's see what you look like when you protest. </s> <s> Against what? </s> <s> Against anything. Just protest. </s> <s> You got me.
labels: Oh, look. I'm the umpire, and you just cut the heart of the plate with your fast one and I call it a ball. What would you do?