From TMZ — your #1 source for shirtless Matthew McConaughey pics! — comes this completely embarrassing video of a couple asshole Dodger fans chucking full cups of beer on the LAPD the other night. Now I know Philly gets a bad rep from a few questionable decisions our fans may or may not have made in the past, but this clip from Chavez Ravine fucking blows away any faux pas ever committed here.

Hmmmm, let’s see, throwing snowballs at a 180 lb. intoxicated Santa Claus in 1968, or pummeling cops with beer in 2008…

I can’t decide.

Whoever you are, may your favorite baseball team flourish in the World Series.)

After the jump, video of another asshole Dodgers fan — but for a completely different reason…

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Imagine, if you will, that you’re a little girl attending your very first baseball game — A PLAYOFF GAME! — in historic Dodger Stadium, courtesy of the Boys & Girls Clubs of America. During a lull in the game, the camera pans over to your section for some rare face time and the three seconds that you’re featured on TV, you get caught digging in both nostrils.

Then, some asshole blogger from Philadelphia takes those screen caps and features them for anyone who may have missed it.

Okay, now stop imagining:

She’s ambidextrous!

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Women. I don’t think I’ll ever figure ‘em out — am I right, fellas?

It’s not like I don’t make an effort to do so, mind you! I love women, especially the ones who show up for my beloved Dodgers’ home games. Some of those ladies are capital-B beautiful! Trouble is, by the eighth inning they’ve all left to beat the traffic, probably to congregate at one of many night clubs our great city is famous for not letting me into.

A lot of guys make the mistake of thinking that a women has “ulterior motives” when speaking to a man. Let me tell you from my own experience that nothing is further from the truth! For instance, when a woman approaches me, bats her eyes, smiles, and asks for the time, there’s only one thing in my mind that could possibly mean. I look at my watch, tell her the time, and go on my merry way. If a woman really wanted something else from me (and I think you know what I mean by that), she would just come out and say so, wouldn’t she?

Truth be told, a lot of women I run into seem to ask me for everything EXCEPT a romantic night on the town! They’re only interested in knowing if I come around to a particular spot often, or if I could recommend a certain flavor of coffee, or if the panties they have on makes their ass look too curvy. This one’s a classic: One time a woman asked me if I’d take a long hard look at her bra to make sure her nipples weren’t pointing out too conspicuously. To verify how pointy her nipples were, she even took out one of her breasts to show me. Geez, I’m late for work, lady! Can we make this quick?

The worst example by far was when this one woman asked me if I’d like to see what her lipstick looked like around my penis. Hello? Guys don’t wear lipstick on their penis! What a weirdo.

Oh well, women may be hard to figure out, but I know one thing for certain: Dodgers in six, baby!

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