
Look at that guy. How could you not pardon that? Roger Clemens could be seeking a Presidential pardon for his crimes, and his journey toward freedom begins here, with his biggest fans, the writers of The Dugout.
This afternoon's Dugout -- a tasteful, progressive look at the gray areas of white-collar American crime -- is after the jump.
The Dugout
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OldLOL: and it turns out that no matter how bad what you did was, if you're friends with the President you can get what's called a "pardon." |
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OldLOL: The only way I'm going to avoid criminal prosecution is if I get one of those things. I can't even remember if I'm on trial for perjury or steroids or statutory rape anymore. |
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OldLOL: I heard they talked about me in something called the "Ass. Press" and I can't remember if that's exactly what I did to Taylor Swift or not, so maybe that's it |
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OldLOL: n e wayz, I think the only thing I didn't lie to Congress about was being friends with you.. so what do you say, will you pardon me? For old time's sakes? |
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HamburgerPimp: I'm not the President, Grimace, I'm your old pal Ronald McDonald! |
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OldLOL: Grimace who the f*** is a grimace |
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HamburgerPimp: You... you aren't Grimace? |
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OldLOL: no? |
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HamburgerPimp: Big fat purple guy, loves milkshakes? |
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OldLOL: Well that sounds like me, but - heeey wait a minute did you say you weren't the President?? |
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HamburgerPimp: I'm the Chief Happiness Officer of the McDonald's Corporation and the unofficial leader of a group of monstrous anthropomorphic beasts in the land of hamburgers. |
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OldLOL: oh, I've seen you around, I always assumed you were the president. huh. |
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OldLOL: so tell me where I can find the For Reals President, Donald the Clown |
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HamburgerPimp: Have you tried the White House? |
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OldLOL: which white house my house is white, do you mean my house? |
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HamburgerPimp: Are you okay? |
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OldLOL: I can point you in the face and say that NO~!, I have never done drugs, period, especially not right before I went to get lunch |
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HamburgerPimp: Okay, good, because I'm a plastic sculpture adhered to this bench |
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OldLOL: well then can I get a f***in fish sandwich I been sitting out here talking into you for days hello |
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OldLOL: eff you, clown /wanders out of McDonald's Playland |
| **Online Host** The next day, in the The White House Chatroom! |
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OldLOL: /flips through New York Post |
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Secretary: Sir, are you all right? You're making bitter beer face. |
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OldLOL: No, I was just... gyaaah, drinking out of this potted plant. How much longer until I get to speak to the President? |
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Secretary: We're going through a transitional period right now. The President will be with you at his earliest convenience. |
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OldLOL: Say, this isn't another night terror, is it? I'm not going to wake up screaming in a Burger King again, right |
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Secretary: what |
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OldLOL: Are you 18? |
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Secretary: No Mr. Clemens, I'm 46 years old. |
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OldLOL: lol i'll pretend you said 18 |
| **Online Host** Literally seconds later, in the Oval Office Chatroom! |
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OldLOL: Mr. President, thank God I can finally talk to you, I need a pardon to protect me from the bunch of crimes I committed |
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bush_league: Nine-eleven, our enemies in Al-Qaeda, axis of evil /squints eyes |
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OldLOL: Do you know the old ladies I had to talk to to get in here? Answer me! |
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bush_league: strategery |
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bush_league: sighhhh I can't do this to you, Roger. We're old friends, I've got to be straight. I'm just trying to keep my head down and get through these last few months. |
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bush_league: I haven't even been President for like two years now, most of the time it's Frank Caliendo filling in for me |
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OldLOL: Oh wow, you know I was wondering why you'd suddenly become super hilarious |
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bush_league: yeah but then he started doing Madden and the gas prices started going up, and |
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bush_league: Well, I just plumb can't help you, Rocket. You'll have to talk to the new President. |
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OldLOL: New President?? When the hell did this happen? /looks around /notices President-Elect |
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OldLOL: You mean the- /leans in that guy? |
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SweetHomeAlObama: What can I do for you, Roger? |
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OldLOL: Uh... well... |
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OldLOL: Hey cowboy, you sure you don't want to be President for a little longer? |
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bush_league: you know, you're the first person to say that to me |
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SweetHomeAlObama: Don't be afraid, Roger, I love baseball, and by proxy probably begrudgingly respect your accomplishments and hate the guts out of you. What can I do for you? |
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OldLOL: Nah I just got these legal issues and... oh hey do you have any daughters? |
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SweetHomeAlObama: I have two beautiful daughters, ages 7 and 10. |
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OldLOL: aw man if you put them together that'd be perfect |






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