Three Men And A Peavy

If you make t-shirts, then Mickey will be there.

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Major league potato salad.

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Feeling nostalgic, Parish picked a fat guy with a beard at random, and then punched someone for getting to close to him.

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There are at least three couples having kayak-sex in McCovey Cove behind Mickey.

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Why, Jake Peavey, how do you do?

“Fine. Thank you. Nice to meet a fan.”

Look at you all poured into that uniform. What’s your batting average?

“I’m a pitcher.”

I was hoping.

…

“Really?”

What kind of grip do you use on your balls, Jake Peavey?

“Just one E in the last name.”

One E, got it. What about a D?

“Listen, man: I’m in a relationship. We met at a show. Right on Shakedown.”

That sounds like a bad idea.

“No, it’s wonderful. I’m very happy. Oh, there they are.”

They?

“YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH POLYAMORY, BIGOT?”

“LOVE IS LOVE!”

You guys know Captain Fuck?

“HE MARRIED US!”

“AND THEN FUCKED US!”

I’m done.