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Is it that time of time in time again? Time to play "Pitcher's face in comparison to Pettitte, or as we all know it, Shapes?"
Alright let's be....
What? No you don't get to participate. Also, who smiles when they strike out besides Grimace because he is permanently stuck in oblivion? 
Anyway, contestant one is Bush and I understand why

Okay, props for the melting mouth that I fear is about to drip off your face. But you lose points for the beard that I could confuse with a birds nest.
Contestant numero dos is Luigi..or Mario, maybe, I cannot tell
I am afraid for his children.
And then we have contestant three, Lee, who is confused by his glove.
Brilliant. 
And drum roll for the winner, who you know is none of the contestants...is no one at all. I didn't care enough.
Or perhaps we should throw a bone to the runner up contestant, your grandpa on steroids.
Yea. Take that in.

My god I feel like your chin expands each time I see you. Perhaps you should fix that with a hideous beard of fruit loops that you glue on.
Does this sound like a good idea to you?

I...I don't know what this response is. Are you whistling at a sexy bird in the sky? Did you just inhale a large beetle? 

Stealing Posada's glove and laughing like a pedophile doesn't help or answer the question. Why don't you just go home?

OK, I see you leaving but it was so extremely unnecessary to do so by forcing everyone to stand up and act as a happy bridge of hope while you evacuate. So rude.
Excuse me, Donald, but can you not do a roundhouse kick over Dirty D? It makes him duck like your name (get it? awesome) and it makes me think you are tough when really the hell you are, go home and bake me a pie while wearing an apron.

Wh..does anyone listen? Donald, I told you to bake, not rambunctiously squat into Grimace's face and tell him deep, dark secrets of your childhood.  I will give you one. last. chance.

So you revert to the roundhouse kick. Oh well, at least Tranq understood to make like a snake and shed his skin.

Haha, Horse Tranq is doing some sort of Horse ritual where they lay down and flash the other horses. It doesn't make sense, but...okay I have no idea what's going on.

Oh, OH alright, Coco has to help him up now and...Tranqy is barely helping, digging his cleats into the dirt and making baby  sounds. Perhaps he has moved on from tranqs and is now taking baby hormones?
Holy shit calm down fridge, no one was planning on making a move on your man. Simmer.
And..it's time to boycott Mcdonald's and fox 5 news. Thanks chipper for showing us the light.

I feel like the Brave is over-exaggerating his fall onto the Ray, like he really just needs some action in bed or something. Or a nice big hug.
Maybe he should get together with one of these chums.

Nice, big ol' party of creampuffs.

Yes, surprise Clayton we can see you wrap your arm in towels, receipt paper, and old tissues and napkins from Wendy's. Please don't pretend you care.