So, I order a book for my dad for Father's Day to put in his man cave. I look through it, and I come across a two page picture spread where I recognize a few people. How many CPers do you spy?
Those two kids in front of me were the most obnoxious bitches ever. They didn't even have seats in the area but pushed their way down there like a bunch of wild jackals who found an impala carcass. The only thing that stopped me from grabbing Jones's dick and slapping them with it was the fact that I was an expectant father and was practicing patience and humility.
This btw was right after the Chargers game when the Chiefs had miraculously gotten a bye in the playoffs. I can't begin to tell you how amazing the experience was refreshing my phone on espn.com gamecast watching the Dolphins game and sharing it with the people around us. If that doesn't happen, we likely don't win the Super Bowl. [Reply]
