I know, I know. You'd like to cast aspersions on this lady, for an outrageous display of slapping her digits erratically on a keyboard that clearly isn't plugged in and muttering something not-quite coherent about pierogies and Bill Cowher. The visor isn't helping matters either.
But I've been there, and it was as recently as about 11:30 p.m. Sunday night. Granted, I had a bit less "flair" on, and I probably weight less than she does. But I was no less of an angry drunk.
But doubting that Tomlin will lead us to the promise land is inexcusable. I hope that harsh hangover taught you an important lesson.
Tip o' the visor to First and 10 Inches
10.24.2007
Drinking and Losing Are a Dangerous Mixture
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"Slapping her digits erratically on a keyboard that clearly isn't plugged in and muttering something not-quite coherent about pierogies and Bill Cowher."
What's wrong with that?
Tough loss to take.
Is it bad my bosses just shake their heads when they see me disheveled-ly stumble into work an hour and a half late on a Monday morning and don't even have to ask what the problem is?
At least when you did it, it was with a harmonica.
That malfunctioning keyboard could be a mighty weapon if she gets angry enough.
Daddy would you like some sausage?
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