October 27, 2008...3:38 pm

Hold the mayo dept.

The Phillies are one game away from beating the hell out of the Tampa Bay Gays in the World Series. In case you’ve spent the last week in the pokey, let’s just say that in back-to-back games the Gays have suffered the indignity of being out pitched by the closeted dad from American Beauty and a fat splooge-head who fanned four of his first eight batters and went yard in true National League hurler fashion. Oh, and the former Subway spokesperson above uncorked two. The black-person colored one.

Then he carved a backwards capital “B” right into Joe “old-ass Drew Carey” Maddon’s cheek.

To be perfectly fucking frank, Fogle might have uncorked a couple last night too, probably to a picture of a bologna sandwich or some corndogs and shit. Hopefully not in your hoagie.