Super Bowl. What a glorious day it is. This year I attended a Super Bowl party at my friend Elli's and a good time was had by all. I ate chili dogs and various other finger foods. Beer was consumed, but no one ended up urinating in the seven layer dip bowl as a result.The game was one of the best Super Bowls I've seen in years. I didn't care who won as I didn't get the memo that you must hate the Patriots to be cool, but I wanted a strong defensive battle and that's what I got. I can't feel too sorry for Tom Brady as he's probably sleeping with various supermodels right now to ease the pain of his loss.
The commercials were pretty cool including a great Godfather tribute.
I said my goodbyes and started to walk out the door. Immediatley as I stepped out I let out a huge fart. I mean this was classic gas eligible for an Wiwille world record. Elli quickly shut the door for obvious reasons. Whew. It was a long drive back home to Seattle with the windows rolled down. I'm not as young as I used to be.
"I've had just about everything punched. I've had things grabbed that just shouldn't be grabbed." - Tom Brady
5 comments:
I really think farting should be more socially acceptable. We all do it. Especially after a Super Bowl party. All the usual foods at those parties just scream out of the bowels of those who eat them.
I'm sick and tired of having to hide the fact that I'm a human being. I cough, sneeze, piss, shit and fart. You don't like it, go live with those anorexic supermodels.
Hey, better a fart than an oopsie poopsie right??
I'm with FC on this one. I thought you were going to tell us that instead of a fart it ended up as a shart.
If I ever make my way down there i'll be completely at ease knowing I can let one rip in front of you :)
Dude, I think that you may have entered into the realm of too much information.
Scott
My God, your classy and hilarious.. tehehe
- SW
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