Implied fact: by distinguishing the baby as Christian, there must be non-Christian babies in close proximity.

I love that there is also the distinct possibility of non-Christian babies up there on the mound, with the pitcher as well.

What happens if the pitcher throws a baby of a different faith? Infield fly rule that leads to a game ending double play?

“I’ll take a 3 piece with a side of stock, taters & gravy, a biscuit, & the wife’ll have the salmon, also with a side of stock. Chicken stock for me, she’ll have the seafood stock.

Lets go ahead & get the little ones each a grilled cheese, both with beef stock…

And let’s see here… let’s do an order of churros for dessert… what’s that? Oh yes mam, definitely another side of stock with those.”

Got hit with a bad case of noro virus this spring, I was drinking chicken stock for days trying to get over it.

Has nutrients & works well with the BRAT diet they tell you to follow.

I’d never considered it anything more than ingredient until then, but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t had the urge chug some chicken stock since I tried it.

“Calm down puddin’, ain’t nobody tryin’ to eat your pie…. -SMACK-”

I worked on a TV show for Playboy & we interviewed the crowd from Jumbo’s Clown Room in LA.

This t-shirt speaks to me & I’m not sure how I feel about that.

E: autocorrect disrespects Jumbo’s. I’m also not sure how I feel about that.

So… go somewhere else & bitch about it? Pretty sure most of the folks here ARE apple customers & are not confounded by this “pathetic veil of secrecy”.

In fact… and I’m goin out on a limb here, I know… I’d wager most people here have actually figured out how use Apple devices. Maybe even for the betterment of their daily lives.

Now, dry those tears with your Windows licenses & quit your bitchin.

R

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“What’s your mutation? Teleportation? Laser Eyes? Weaponized Tornadoes?”

“…I… I can smell ants… how about yours?”

“Oh… well… my mutation is that cilantro tastes like chalk to me.”