Monday, June 05, 2006

Where to start?

It was an interesting weekend. Wood splitting, box carrying/stacking, baseball, laughing at a knucklehead at the game, beer, and rim jobs. Where do I start?

Ok, I will start at the end and the rim job (pun totally intended). No, I did not get, nor receive. It was after the ballgame. Brian and I headed up to Big Mommas. We ran into Lisa and her two drinking compadres (yeah, I suddenly felt like typing compadre). One girl was hilarious. It started by talking about her pool and if she would let Brian pee in the pool. No not quite sure why that was being discussed but later I would argue that the need to make more sex toys for guys, but I digress. A list was being created that would allow him to pee in her pool. Among them were:
  • She would get to see him shake it.
  • He would have to grill her food
  • He must be hairy (She has an obsession with hairy men. As in, back hair like a sweater is hot to her kind of obsession)
  • He would have to give her a rim job.

Not quite sure why that came up in topic and she seemed pretty serious about it. While many a man has fingered her bunghole, now she wants tongue. I am pretty sure she was not joking either.

Ok, time to change the subject. The Brewers lost again, losing 7 games to the supposedly worst teams in the NL. Turnbow blew another save. I say he is done. He should not be closing these games. Two blown save in one week. Disgusting. I was in the mens room at Miller Park venting my anger as I peed. Some clown started arguing with me saying that Turnbow was great. He said something that had me laughing out loud at him. I thought he said that if I was so good then I should go pitch. What? I am not a trained pitcher so that comment was ridiculous. And I let him know it. When I met Brian outside the mens room, he said he heard the guy say I should try to get a hit off of Turnbow. That is even funnier. I am not a ball player. But if I was, I could get a hit off of him. The entire NL knows what he is going to do.

The summer project at my mothers is coming along. Slowly but surely. I am glad that I won't have to be thinking of it this weekend. Though it is only Monday, I can feel that fire, taste the beer and relax. I just need to get my 72 slices of cheese.

7 comments:

Aleta said...

and nuts

AWE said...

This is going to be a long week for you if you are already thinking about it.

Blonde said...

Oh my...

There isn't enough alcohol in the world to make me give and/or recieve as asshole tounging. I sure as shit woudln't take it from some hairy ape that just pissed in my pool too. BTW, did he grill for her BEFORE or AFTER all the festivities?

StB said...

Actually, he was speechless, which is tough for him.

SirFWALGMan said...

Thanks for your comment on my blog. I hope it didnt come off as being angry at you at all.. I was not. I do not think it was played badly by you at all.. I tried to make that clear. Just frustrated about playing good poker for hours and not winning.. but that is the downside of MTTs.. good game man! Keep it up!

StB said...

I didn't think it came off bad at all. I understand the frustration that can be involved. Been there, done that and then kicked the cat.

Blonde said...

You kicked what!!!!?????!!!??? You better not have harmed any pussy...