Time to get my head in the game here and write this here Wrap Up. Sorry, guys, I grew up in Manhattan so all the Hurricane Sandy coverage on TV and the internet is distracting me something fierce. And you know I'm frazzled because I just used some sort of sports metaphor/idiom in the opening sentence. Which I imagine comes from a time long ago, like the 1920s, when people actually played croquet with human heads. And one dude was holding things up and wouldn't toss his freshly beheaded noggin onto the field! And then the rest of them were all like "Damn thee, knave. Knave named Dave. Throwish thine headith on the ground so we can play, you errant hasty-witted lewdster! You tottering rough-hewn puttock! You son of a dankish doghearted dewberry!" Yup. Like around 1927 or so.
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