Look, kid, I do the poop jokes around here.
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Wifey and I are celebrating our 10th anniversary tonight. She picked up a bunch of fresh oysters down at the SF Ferry Building (Sheik knows the place) to have with somnice champagne:
Kumamotos, Hog Island sweetwaters ... and because the SF Giants won they threw in a few extras we can't identify. We're calling them "McCovey Coves".