Conversations Between a Baseball and a Bat
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-Hey I’m going to be coming in pretty fast.
-Oh, I’ll back off then, thanks for the heads up man.
-No problem.
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-Its weird, if I get in the dirt at all, they change me out.
-Don’t want to get any dirt on the bat. Makes sense to me.
-Look at you all high and mighty, go fuck yourself.
-Chill dude, it’s just a game.
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-I was reading this article on wind resistance today, pretty interesting stuff.
-So it’s a curve ball then?
-Fuck, I shouldn’t a said anything.
-Haha. Yeah. Home-run time bitch.
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-Did you see Inception?
-No, how the hell did you see it?
-They played it on the team bus.
-They did? Fuck.
-It was really awesome too.
-Dammit. I’m never gonna see it now.
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-Can you let me past man? I’m tired, I want to go home.
-Sorry, this game is close. I gotta at least fall you off.
-Come on.
-No man, I can’t. 50,000 people are watching.
-You’re being gay.
-Fuck you.
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-Who is the chick singing the national anthem?
-Some no name Senator’s daughter.
-Uhh, she sucks. That song deserves respect.
-No argument here. And she’s really milking it too.
-I hope she releases a CD so I can not buy it.
-Solid burn bro.
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