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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/whiffs |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Oh jeez!
Oh jeez oh jeez oh jeez! We struck him out! The
game's over! |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Wait, should I
tag him? That might have been in the dirt.
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/runs for first |
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JoshPaulingAround:
I don't know
though. Do you tag him when that happens? Is
that what you're supposed to do? I don't want to be a
jerk about it. What if it was nowhere near the dirt?
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/called
safe at first |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Because then the game would be over
and I'd still be going up to tag him, like I was trying to
be like "in your face!" I don't want to come off like
that. |
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JoshPaulingAround:
But jeez, should
-- should I? Maybe I -- ohh I don't know... |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/rounds second
on base hit |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Oh man I look
like such a doofus. What do I do? If I just stay
here and pretending nothing happened, everyone will think I
didn't even consider it! |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/rounds
third |
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JoshPaulingAround:
But if I just
run out there and tag him, everyone will be like, "Why
didn't you tag him earlier?" And if I don't want to
look like an idiot I'll have to make up some sort of excuse! |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/crosses plate |
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JoshPaulingAround:
I'll say that, uh, I have to...my car
battery died. I p-uh, I passed by like four car
crashes on the way. They had these big detours.
It was crazy. |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/celebrates
with team |
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JoshPaulingAround:
But what if one
of them has a friend who works in, like, the police dispatch
unit? He'd be able to call my bluff and I'd look even
dumber! |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/goes to
clubhouse |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Okay, that
won't...work. Okay. I, uh, I, my, I had to go to
the emergency room because I, my throat hurts. |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/showers |
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JoshPaulingAround:
They'll ask for
a doctor's note, though. Shit! what do i do what
do i do what do i do what do i do what do i do what do i do
what do i do |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/dresses in
street clothes |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Okay, Josh, God.
Don't be such a dummy. Just go up there, tag him, and
be like, "Hey man, I know the game's over and all, but you
just have to be sure these days, you know? You can't
be too careful." |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/gets in car |
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JoshPaulingAround:
That sounds gay.
FUCK! That sounds gay. Okay. |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/drives
home |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Maybe I could
just go up to him and be like, "Oh hey dude, what's
happening?" And I'll just pat him on the back with my
glove. That would do it. |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/opens
door |
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JoshPaulingAround:
But I'm a grown
man, I should just be able to walk up to him, tag him, and
say, "You're out! Deal with it!" |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/hugs
wife |
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JoshPaulingAround:
That's what I'm
going to do. I'm going to walk up to him and just tell
him tough, that's how it is. |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/checks on kids |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Okay. Here I go. |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/crawls into bed |
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JoshPaulingAround:
/clears throat |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/curls up with
wife and begins to drift off |
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JoshPaulingAround:
OKAY MOTHERFUCKER I'M GONNA TAg sorry |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
WHO THE HELL ARE
YOU |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Sorry, I, heh!
I thought I was, you, wrong house, I, my, car battery did
like 5 car pile-up neighbor's dog |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
GET OUT OF MY
HOUSE |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Oh hey man,
what's up. Want. Want to
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
/reaches under
bed and brandishes baseball bat |
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JoshPaulingAround:
Hah! I
thought this was, house, it's like all doors look the same,
how often do you look at your own doorGHAAAGHH |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
TEACH YOU NEVER
COME IN MY HOUSE |
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JoshPaulingAround:
UKH
AGGH
OWWWK |
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AJ_Pierscreenname:
DON'T EVER COME
HERE STAY AWAY FROM MY FAMILY |
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JoshPaulingAround:
.....unnnghhghh... |
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Brandon_McCarver:
Brandon Arroyo
just got the mustard beat out of him! |
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JoshPaulingAround:
call...police |
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Brandon_McCarver:
It's kind of in between a baseball
game and a domestic battery! I call it a "splate"! |