Hey Ralph its cloudy as fuck bro! What are you doing with those shades in the booth?

Oh thats right. Trying to slay bitches at the ballpark like its 1949. Ralph Kiner may be older than the game of baseball itself, and he may not be able to form cognitive sentences, but if you think he’s heading out of the ballpark empty handed today with those stunner shades on, you are outside of your mind. Gonna take some bitch to Kiner’s Korner and put a Pre-WWII hurtin on her ass.