yes, it's ravens week, which means its time to pull out the anti-ravens propaganda i can get my hands on. i have several pictures of dead ravens, as well as some flacco jokes and more, but my go-to piece comes from my own household. it comes from several years ago when one particularly disgusting and fowl fowl from baltimore punched ben roethlisberger in his nose and broke it badly. when i explained to my son Caedmon what had happened, he wanted revenge. he was quite sincere and aggravated, so i got out the camera and filmed the exchange. the result, at least in my book, is classic.
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