Once again I apologize for dropping 3 nachos on your Italian loafers. Who wears Italian loafers to a football game anyways? How nice of you to put me in my place in such a candid and demeaning manner. I mean, instead of just stepping on your little brat, I dodged him and lost balance along the way, spilling those 3 nachos on your now, in your words, not mine, RUINED shoes. So ruined that you continued to stand and walk in them. Nice profanity-laced tirade about how "drunk" i was. Hmmm, 4th quarter. I hadn't had a drink since 4 in the afternoon. Why did I drink so little, you ask? I drew the short straw, so I got to drive. At that point, I could have been pulled over and I would have blown dryer than your wife on sex night.
Outside of that, I had a wonderful time at the game. Great food, great drink, great people, and a great start to the season.
Outside of that, I had a wonderful time at the game. Great food, great drink, great people, and a great start to the season.