Friday, November 04, 2005

The winner and new tag team champions

In an epic battle, the mouth and brain teamed up to defeat the stomach and liver to become the new tag team champions. Using a barrage of Miller Lite and Southern Comfort, the mouth and brain kept the champions- the Internal Organs- down all night en route to victory.

But it wasn't without controversy. It was said that their manager, the ear, got involved with a foreign object- a cell phone. The weapon was used to introduce Southern Comfort illegally into the match. Audio replays show the mouth use the the phone to deliver dumpers that led to the decisive victory. The controversial "dial-a-shot" move was delivered not once, but twice in a short period.

The night started smoothly for both teams as they felt each other out. The mouth started with some cold beer while the stomach countered with peanuts and crackers from the snack bowl. The brain and liver stood outside the ring, knowing they would being going head to head later in the contest.

It was pretty even for the first couple hours. Those in attendance at the classic match up cheered both sides on though they may have been on the side of the brain/mouth team as they were buying them more beer.

The controversy started in the third hour and it appeared that the stomach/liver team had turn the tide into their favor. The mouth and brain were focused on a former bartender, chatting her up. It was then that the ear got into the match with the devastating dial-a-shots. Out of nowhere, a sound was heard and before the stomach could look up, Southern Comfort was being applied.

Moments later, the mouth went for the finishing move- the chicken wings! The spiciness was too much for the stomach to handle and it submitted, calling for more beer. Though it tried, the liver could not work hard enough to put the brain into a pool of alcohol. The Internal Organs were defeated.

The brain and mouth celebrated with more drinks, toasting their victory. It would have been a longer night but their manager the ear was able to direct them back to the locker room before the karoake began.

The team of the Internal Organs quickly demanded a rematch and were granted the opportunity on Saturday night. The stomach took the loss pretty hard. Next time, it vowed things would be different. If the try the dial-a-shot again, it would be forced to deliver one of the most heinous moves in the sport- The regurgitator. Lord knows we don't want to see that.

7 comments:

Blonde said...

I started drinking at noon yesterday, and my dial a shot from Al around 7pm is what pushed me over the edge too.

I am not feeling very Smurfy today...

StB said...

Sounds like you need a lickin to get on tickin!

Blonde said...

You, my friend, are a tease.

BTW, TO is playing on Sunday now and McNabb may not. Stay tuned for more drama out of Philly....

StB said...

Yeah, I am a mean sonafabitch some times.

djw said...

Sounds like one hell of a battle--sorry I missed it. I was all set to stop, then yada, yada, yada, it was almost midnight.

James Wigderson said...

Bart: A man drink like that and he don't eat, he is going to DIE.
Jim: When?

I don't know if the wings count.

fredrick said...

hey i found you guys love you all sorry i didn't see you tonight even if you were there i was getting hit on but not by you guys have funn on sunday i hope to see you on mon or wed