We have a blackhawk down, a blackwak down
OK... In the bathroom at the party. Lets just say that did not go so well. I went with the fall plan and as I went down I guess I scared a lady at the party who they almost had a full panic attack. I could not go into the fit of pain to sell the fall and get out of this hell. The question now is do I limp around and still try to sell it.... Talk about a great plan gone to pot because of that lady. Whay a DAMN MIN... perhaps that was her out of this party... she waited til I created to oppertunity and she goes into panic attack and has to leave.. Well played lady well played.
So I sit here in the locked shitter checking scored and planning my next move like Danny Ocean looking for eleven guys to pull off the heist. I cannot believe I have to do this at my age. It is not like I said I was whiskey today and I think I'll watcvh that game called football... these people know this and yet they still invite me to these and my wife thinks it is propper to attend.
I have one more card to play and thats the fake call from the baby sitter. This has bombed in the past as I played the kids are sick and the baby sitter does not know how to handle it, well wouldn't you know good ol DR McFadden was at the party and he, his wife and the Mrs all jumped in the wagon to check. Lets just say I get dirty looks from the Dr these days, but on a good note I have not been invited to his functions since.
I am even contemplating the george costanze. I take off my shirt and walk out of the bathroom saying "wow that painting is crazy".
"True love is hard to find, sometimes you think you have it and then you catch the early flight home from San Diego and a couple of naked people jump out of your bathroom blindfolded like a goddamn magic show ready to double team your girlfriend."
In keeping with the thread... screw you Joe Pa!
Cheers
Irish