I remember covering a third base girl with whipped cream from an aerosol can on the bench seat of my F-150 when I was younger. Nom nom nom nom. She was nice. She was also a hell of a ball player. I mean, you didn't have to tell her twice to choke up on the bat 'cause she was a real swinger. I tell you when I pitched it to her it started off low and outside then drifted up and in. It turns out she was most comfortable lining up where she was pretty deep in the box. That way, when she made a move on the ball she could really get all of it. That didn't bother me either because I like to play deep. When I finally gave her the high, hard one, I really gave her the sauce. She saw it coming and dug in deep and drove the hell out of it. I swear she got a double out of it. You should have seen her slide.

I need a beer...

 

A vase full of roses you got your girlfriend?

 

Is it bad that I was reminded of this while I read that?

 

I'mma fart in a ziploc and send it to you.

 

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baseball girls are ******* GROSS. softball girls are hit or miss

 

...and I'll like it.

 

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