'Tis the season. The season where the snot flows freely and the boogers are plentiful. Free flu shots were available in my building this week. I had to decline. If I'm going to get sick, I'd like to do it on my own. No help from the hyperdermic needed.
It's this time of year that I get all teary-eyed and remember what I was doing this time last year: whipping other's asses in my fantasy football league. Sadly, the league was disbanded, the manager left for the sub-Canadian wasteland; I don't see the old gang that much anymore. I don't know if I would be much up for it anymore, anyhow. My girlfriend has softened me. She doesn't like me talking about asswater and dropping turds. She likes for me to talk about picket fences and diamond rings. Ahh....but if only I one more day in that glorious league...someday...
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