-RJ-

Brav-friggin-O

(insert golf clap)

Now close the deal with the Twins, you punkasses; then smoke the Beerboys and kick the living shit out of those NL teams you're lined up against in the next two weeks, beat the bejeezus out of Sweet Lou's crew, and turn the Mutts into a puddle.

THEN, maybe, we can talk, you friggin mooks. I know the dollars are a blip on your overpaid radar, but I've a...

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