The Wisconsin tailgate has concluded and the roll call is complete.Missing from class....Jake and his 20 something testosterone crew.The old folks next door crushed their precious tummy tums and made them scaret (Def. Scart(scare-t,emphasis on the T);to be a vagina of sorts, to show your tender underbelly,pussies). The boys next door were not earlier than us, they werent even present at all.I speculate that they retreated to another tailgate spot.One where they can toss the football, call eachother their petnames and be relatively cool in the surroundings, and not be wreckified by the Big, Bad, George.Or maybe they just didnt have tickets to the game, or maybe, ahh ..who cares.I think they set up camp somewhere else so they couldnt get UDM'ed into utter submission and salvage some sort of manhood.Especially phone guy, who isnt related to cell phone bitch, who spent the latter hours of his drunkeness on the phone trying to convince some hootchie from days gone by that he's changed and he's not a skirt chasing, keg standing, ball sack in sneakers whos only interest is getting his carrot dipped and moving on.
In other news, our guests, Harvey, Josh and Susie were well received, and alienated adequatley.Harvey is a statistic machine, and I wouldnt challenge his recollections of Wisconsin sports or goings on in UW land.Nice guy, much less sophisticated than McDofist had anticipated, but OBVIOUSLY intelligent.A dangerous adversary I would think.Harvey and Josh hung around, played Bocce and speculated on the days outcome. Susie, who I didnt hear say more than 2 words to me, or anyone other than mommy, lingered out of sight and spent her time doing something. I dont think she had any lunch, and a trip with Georges mom Phyllis and Judy to get hot chocolate was about it.Engaging person eh?Pardon me while I..... well you know.Nice enough lady, well groomed, educated, etc.Also obviously Judys pride and joy, so she gets a pass.
Josh and Susie also announed that they are pregnant.We offered congrats and such.Judy said her son has children, but when its your daughter, its differant.How I dont know, grandkids are grandkids the way I see it, but Judy is experienced and such, so I'll take her word for it.Sarah,Jamie and I made up for lost drinking time once the others had departed.Of course, McFist left everything laying about, and we spent our time picking up as usual.No surprise there.After some recreational usages and some more drinkito's, we made our way to the bus.1220pm on a noon kickoff.Right on time.I wouldnt mind getting off the bus as the game starts, but we havent seen a kickoff in two years, and with this years success, we decided not to break with the tradition, to avoid any jinxification.It worked...again.
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