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Only in D.C. would uber-weenie and Defender of Libraries Jim Graham attempt to turn Marion Barry into a poster boy for treatment-on-demand for addicts. Because clearly the address of Marion's Narcotics Anonymous meeting was lost when his wallet got jacked by his constituents.
BASEketball is one of the great underappreciated sports movies of 1998. Witness the following exchange:
Cooper: Hey pigfucker, can I call you pigfucker?
Needless to say, should semi-local boy and designated Jeffrey Hammonds 2006 Michael Tucker make the team out of Spring Training, I will be his friend, and his nickname will be waiting. Makes Preston "F****n" Wilson look positively complimentary by comparison, don't it?