Oh yeah, since I'm bored here's a story to prove my point.
One day I was watching football in my bedroom when my g/f came in and lied down beside me to watch. Which is quite weird since she's not a big sports fan.
Anyways, she was watching the football players get into their 3-point stances, and she asked me why they were doing that.
When I explained to her why, for some reason she wanted me to show her how to do it. Since it was half-time I figured I would show her. So I showed her how to properly get into a 3 point stance while standing in front of her.
Well I guess I'm a really good teacher, because the next thing I know she lets out this loud scream and drives her shoulder into my gut. I ended up flying over the bed on the floor. With her dancing around me saying "Touch down...IN YOUR FACE!"
The funny part of this story is I'm about 200lbs and she's about 130lb. She came out of it with no injuries or even a bruise. While I got a fat lip and 2 bruised ribs.
Its been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said youre crazy
Five days since you tackled me
Ive still got the rug burns on both my knees
By the way:
1- Ana needs more banana.
2- I've been called aloof often. I tried being aloof to this girl once.. and now we're getting married. So be advised gentlemen.. its a dangerous tool
3- There is a big chance I might miss the opening 30 minutes of the game tomorrow.
4- The poutine thread went on for more than 15 months and 17 000 posts or so... and we were only about 5 or 6 regulars.
Yeah, took me 9 topics to get here, amongst others who have yet to play a role in the great courtship between The Boss and That American Girl That Likes The Habs.
Now is time to expose all the sorry happenings in my miserable life and entertain the masses, until they marry.
Yeah, took me 9 topics to get here, amongst others who have yet to play a role in the great courtship between The Boss and That American Girl That Likes The Habs.
Now is time to expose all the sorry happenings in my miserable life and entertain the masses, until they marry.
Phil Parent or one of the few on HFBoards who played at a high level of hockey...
Beaker honey... I know you won't see this for awhile, but I'm watching NFL Network right now. They're showing the Music City Miracle. *tries to conceal smirk*
At least I was thinking of you
EDIT: It just ended... that was totally a forward pass.
Thanks hun.... I know it was definetely forward....
