I remember that shyt. fun dip and sunflower seeds. 
Real shyt, that shyt was fun for all of 12 minutues. I was the faster runner on my team, tho. And I couldn't hit for nothin', brehs.
My team actually lost every single game because of me. However, last play of the season I hit a homerun. Off a bunt!
We lost but my mom was hella proud and said I could rent a game from blockbuster. I'm sure y'all know what comes next. I had been on the field all day and hadn't relieved myself so, naturally, I shyt in my baseball uniform.
I tried to pretend like it wasn't me but it was futile because this was like a once a month thing for me for about 4 months (parents threatened no school clothes if i'm just gonna poop them
).
the craziest part about it didn't hit me until years later. Life has a funny way like that, right? I had to return the uniform and my mom didn't want to wash it. We just threw it in a black bag and told the coach the deal. I always wondered how we got away with that and I realized that there is only one logical explanation. The coach was fukking my mom.
So, how was your little league experience? Anybody here ever think about going pro?
Real shyt, that shyt was fun for all of 12 minutues. I was the faster runner on my team, tho. And I couldn't hit for nothin', brehs.
My team actually lost every single game because of me. However, last play of the season I hit a homerun. Off a bunt!
We lost but my mom was hella proud and said I could rent a game from blockbuster. I'm sure y'all know what comes next. I had been on the field all day and hadn't relieved myself so, naturally, I shyt in my baseball uniform.
I tried to pretend like it wasn't me but it was futile because this was like a once a month thing for me for about 4 months (parents threatened no school clothes if i'm just gonna poop them
).the craziest part about it didn't hit me until years later. Life has a funny way like that, right? I had to return the uniform and my mom didn't want to wash it. We just threw it in a black bag and told the coach the deal. I always wondered how we got away with that and I realized that there is only one logical explanation. The coach was fukking my mom.
So, how was your little league experience? Anybody here ever think about going pro?
