OK so get this one.
We are sitting here watching the last inning of the game right?
Strike ONE, TWO, Three.
1 out
Second batter:
Strike ONE, TWO....
our mouths drop open.
Why you ask?
Our power goes out.
Everything is black.
The power goes back on.
Then off.
We were just in shock and couldn't believe that our(rog's)night just got worse.
Trying to figure out what to do after the power comes back on and the tv is still not working, we run upstairs to the radio.
The announcer says,"Strike 3, That's it! Game OVER!!!"
Our mouths still open in disgust.
Rog goes back downstairs to silently cry.
What do I do?
Go directly to the cabinet for some chocolate!
You have just got to be kidding me!
Well, all the cub fans say,
Next year.
Stay Cool This Summer In Chambray
7 years ago
5 comments:
I didn't find any of that funny (kind of sad) except for the part where you searched for chocolate! That's my sister for ya! I'm peein my pants over that one!
Love you!
That cracked me up!! I would have loved to see Rog's face when that all happened...... =)
~Heather
you should have seen mine cause the way he looked over at me I thought it was something I did and all I was doing was on the computer and watching the game
As you said,
Next year for sure!
Well, probably not, but we'll say it anyway.
Cubs Stink Roger!!
JS
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