‘Twas the night before Razz-mas, and all through the land Not a bullpen was stirring, not even Brad Hand. For the snow, it was falling, in all of the places Out of windows peered FAs, dollar signs on their...
‘Twas the night before Razz-mas, and all through the land
Not a bullpen was stirring, not even Brad Hand.
For the snow, it was falling, in all of the places
Out of windows peered FAs, dollar signs on their faces.
Please, blog, may I have some more?