The sooner those kids learn to hate baseball the better

The dejected walk back to her seat.

High-Five!

Whoa, what an asshole!

I vaguely remember reading some huge diatribe about not giving foul balls to kids when you catch one on some mouthbreathing sports website. Fucking no life dipshits.

I love Mr. Pinkshirt's brief moment of pity. Oh well, back to my Bud Light!

Fuck you I got mine.

If Rocko's Modern Life has taught me anything, it's that the kid is just going to tear it apart when he gets home, anyway.

I'm sure there is a metaphor about the baby boomer generation here.

This is how you Win, guys.