Yeah you. The blurry little creature in the middle of the picture. We don't want you here. There is no place in baseball for your kind. I didn't build it for you, and your little buddies to come explore. I don't mind if you go next door or even out into the vast desert around us, but you aren't welcome here. Maybe this will help. I have a little piece of paper in my truck that certifies me to do one thing. A license in fact. What one thing you ask? Kill you. I have a license to kill you. You and all your friends. Think about it.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
You are not invited...
Yeah you. The blurry little creature in the middle of the picture. We don't want you here. There is no place in baseball for your kind. I didn't build it for you, and your little buddies to come explore. I don't mind if you go next door or even out into the vast desert around us, but you aren't welcome here. Maybe this will help. I have a little piece of paper in my truck that certifies me to do one thing. A license in fact. What one thing you ask? Kill you. I have a license to kill you. You and all your friends. Think about it.
2 comments:
Okay, what is is? I see nothing but beautiful green grass.
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You gotta look super close. Clicking on the picture helps. It's our old friend Atta Mexicana. Or Leaf-Cutter ant. There's a few of them in the picture. Kind of a "Where's Waldo" moment going on there. Hope that helps.
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