I know I teased before about going to Baltimore. But, I swear I'm going this time! Heading out for the Baltimore Comic-Con on a 7 a.m. train. That's right. About 2 hours away. No sleep til B'more...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....
Yankees are in town and the Orioles won't know what hit them! And maybe our baseball team will win too!
That was my clever way of fooling you. You see...you thought I was talking about the baseball teams, yet I really meant me and my fellow New Yorkers as compared to native Baltimore citizens. See how I lured you into that trap? Using established professional sports teams as a metaphor to drinking and partying. Which is sad, if you really think about it. I probably didn't fool you at all. Damn it! I knew I should have used the Jets and Ravens. Just flows better. And, really....a jet can out fly a raven any day. That is, unless it's a commuter aircraft on one engine and the raven ate some super bird seed that made it fly at the speed of sound.
Just saying.
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