So I just finished cleaning up the vomit my 8-year-old tossed all over the kids' bathroom during the bottom of the 7th. How apropos, her sense of timing was typically classic.
From what I can tell, when my wife took the kids to the movies earlier she had M&Ms, Swedish fish, a ton of popcorn, and something with colored sprinkles on it.
I need to call Tito and try to get her in the pen, she obviously can blow chow with the best of our relievers.