If you forgot my birthday gift yesterday, here's your chance to make it up to me...it's a flask disguised as a cellphone.
Yeah, I know the MetroStars have picked up Youri, but based on all the previous seasons of misery, I'd feel better if I was packing a cellphone full of high-proof booze, preferably some of that absinthe that Sansone snuck in a few years ago that made me hallucinate all the way home.
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