Who's For Land Mines?
Yesterday, a friend of mine hooked us up with primo tickets to the Nats game. These so-called ‘Diamond Club’ tickets allowed us to enter a roped-off area and engorge ourselves with free food and soft drinks. Free food and soft drinks also gets tossed to us in our seats during the game.
Ain’t no better way to attend a baseball game.
In order to gain admittance to this trough area, you are affixed with a wristband (yesterday’s color was red) so that you can be identified, to paraphrase Hungary Man, as a member of the fucking fabulous.
For some, the wristband is just one of many, as they already are wearing other ones that demonstrate their support for various causes such as cancer research or opposition to land mines.
So, based on one’s wristbands, one simultaneously could be anti-breast cancer, anti-testicular cancer, anti-land mines, and anti-general admission seating.
Ain’t no better way to attend a baseball game.
In order to gain admittance to this trough area, you are affixed with a wristband (yesterday’s color was red) so that you can be identified, to paraphrase Hungary Man, as a member of the fucking fabulous.
For some, the wristband is just one of many, as they already are wearing other ones that demonstrate their support for various causes such as cancer research or opposition to land mines.
So, based on one’s wristbands, one simultaneously could be anti-breast cancer, anti-testicular cancer, anti-land mines, and anti-general admission seating.
posted by DC-Giant at 11:43 AM
2 Comments:
If you were neutral on land mines, then got your balls blown off in a land mine accident, you would most certainly be anti-land mine, but probably not so obsessed with being anti-testicular cancer.
Now, who's for heading back to the anabolic steroids buffet line at the Nats game to grab a second round? Mmmm mmm.
thats a whole lotta anti-ism. i think im anti-anti-ism. i guess thats becuase i don't have any wrist bands.
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