In My Acid-Soaked Daydreams, I, Too, Am Playing Flip-Cup With A Giant Sausage

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Thanks to reader John S. for the lovely photo. It's both joyful and disturbing, and proves that even Nightmare Fuel can become less nightmare-y when its binge-drinking out of a red plastic cup. This is why Milwaukee wins at life and against the Cubs. Poor Aramis Ramirez. I can almost relate.

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Good morning. It's Saturday. I'm not DeLorean, Gambino, or Gotti.