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It’s Funny Because ‘Werth’ Can Have Other Meanings When Spelled Differently

Those wacky wankers in the Washington Nationals ticket office. “It’s Werth It.” Ha. It’s a good thing I’m not homophonic, otherwise this would have made me extremely uncomfortable.

I don’t mean to tell a major league baseball team how to go about their business, but if I could have provided the Nationals with one piece of advice before the team signed Werth to that ginormous 7-year, $126 million contract, it would have been this: they should have set some of that cash aside and used it to hire a talented punster, like myself, for instance. I so could have outdone this hack’s output with a minimum of effort. For instance:

Check out this neo-maxi-zoom-dweebie. Yep, that’s your new outfielder, Nats fans. Who says a picture isn’t Werth a thousand words? And two of those one thousand are “Geeky Dweeb.” Seriously, I wonder how much it is Werth to Werth to completely eradicate that photo from existence. In any event, it’s Werth its weight in gold.

Oops. Came on a little strong there, didn’t I? Well, for what it’s Werth, I wasn’t really trying.

[H/T D.C. Sports Bog]