Last night was Vuvuzela Night at the Marlins-Rays game at Whatever the Hell They're Calling It Now Stadium in Miami. Of course, that meant they only handed six of 'em, but the U.S. is now officially infected. I confidently predict we'll be hearing those damn things for the rest of our lives. Probably hear them at the PGA Championship.
Globalization has its downsides.
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