bats. they are sick.
no hit curve ball. straight ball, hit it very much. curve ball, bats are afraid. i ask jo-buu to come. take fear from bats.
i offer him cigars and gin. he will come.
is very bad to steal jo-buu's gin. is very bad.
have to wake up bats.
gin and cigarettes not enough for jo- buu. i still can no hit curva ball for sheet. i hafta make a sacrifice to him.
si. i kill unborn children.
"polishing" his bats with black shoe polish and a brush.
so if you're looking for some big league clout, apply for the little green home run hitter.
hitting a prodigious home run onto the roof.
where's my chicken?
but it no alive.
striking out on a curve ball.
striking out on a curve ball, trying to check his swing. umpire emphatically punches him out.
i pissed off now, jo-buu. i good to you, i stand up for you. if you no help me now, i say fuck you, jo-buu. i do it myself.