Actually, not really, the Mets pretty much beat their ass without much of a fight.
Highlights:
The white trash lady who disdainfully referred to the man playing saxophone outside the metro as "jazz riff raff"
The toddler behind us squeaking insults at the Mets
The toddler a few rows in front of us with a tan clip on tie sagging on the collar of his red t-shirt
Realizing that the reason one of the guys with us looked familiar to me was because he was at Ilene's birthday party a couple months ago
And of course, the gigantic hot dog whose girth would have impressed even the guy who sent me the e-mail about how "baronesses" once "hee-hawed" at his tiny "member," but no longer, since now that he has been using "Meg-A-Dik," it is "bigger than world"
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