Screw Your Child’s Safety, Bro!

A Special Report by Maple Bat

WHOOOO-HOOOOO! Maple Bat here! Shouting at you from Louisville, Kay-Why. KY. Like the lube I use when I stay at your house and jerk off in your guest bedroom! Ha ha! Whoo! You mind if I put my feet up? Maybe undo my pants a little bit? By the way, I think I stepped in some shit on your front lawn.

Anyhow, I’m just here to defend myself. I don’t know why old Maple Bat is getting such a bad rap in the media lately. Calling me “dangerous.” Blaming me for all of these accidents? Saying I’m a menace, and that I should be stopped?

Bullshit!

I’m not dangerous? Those DUI charges? They dropped those, bro. Totally dropped those. Maple Bat beats the wrap again, yo! All I had to do was follow the judge to this strip club and snap a couple pictures of a stripper taking a dump on his chest, and I was out like that queer I beat up back in high school!

Speaking of DUIs, what do you have to drink in this dump? Light beer? Light beer is for pussies, man! Send your kid out to pick up some real beer. I got a long drive home.

Where was I? Oh, yeah. Just because there have been a couple of instances where I exploded all up in somebody’s face, doesn’t mean everyone has to throw a fit, dude. Like they say on Point Break, innocent until proven guilty. That was Point Break, wasn’t it? Shit, I don’t know. I was so fucking high on PCP when I saw that. No, I don’t have any more on me. I sold it to some junior high kids on the way here. Chill out, dude! I diluted it with some rat poison.

Hey, who’s that chick in that picture? Is that your daughter? She’s fucking HOT, bro! Holy shit, I’d totally split her in two! Condoms? No, man. I only bareback, dude. Some bitches may have herpes because of it, but that ain’t Maple Bat’s problem! Those are speed bumps, yo!

So, anyhow, just wanted to drop by and clear my name. I don’t see any reason to kick me out of the league, even if I’m technically totally worthless. I’m clutch, baby! Clutch!

What do you mean who invited me? My good friend Barry Bonds, bro! He showed me around way back in 1998! Now everyone wants a piece of Maple Bat, dude. Sluggers, bunters, EVERYONE, bro!

Peace!

*Thanks to Ned Ryerson for the link.

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