‘When The Saints Go Marching In.’

When The Saints Go Marching In, Louis Armstrong

I haven’t absorbed all that much from my decade-long sojourn in Maryland, but I have this one down pat: THEY STOLE OUR [EXPLETIVE DELETED] TEAM.

PS: “He was born poor, died rich, and never hurt anybody along the way.” Damn, but that’s one hell of a brag.

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