[Uncle Charlie reads by little jdog’s bedside]...
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Jack, who was raised on a small farm by the Banks of Burb in the land of California. His favorite pastimes were striking m’f’s out and tormenting the hitters that played baseball there. One team was named the Giants, but he never called them that. Nothing gave Jack as much pleasure as mowing Giants down.
When he grew to be a man, Jack had perfected the art of Giant-slaying.