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Our Shot Glass is Half Full
Oh don’t get us wrong, Sunday sucked. Sunday sucked like an heiress on prom night. It sucked like every “Police Academy” movie. It sucked like that flamboyant elf named Lamar sucks candy canes. If Sunday were a water gun, it’d be called the “Super Sucker.” Instead of our tasty bird buffet of Falcon, Cardinal, and Eagle, we got dished out a day old plate of “Tur-suck-en” and a side dish of bird flu. (We’ll get to the silver lining of all this in a moment, but first here’s a heaping scoop of all things suckular.)















