We had those bastards beat. I would rather have been *** raped by tribe of mountain gorillas than to have lost that way. First, I drove 4 hours in the rain listening to the wife complain about the weather.
I get to my parking lot (26) and start walking to the game. Slipped on the slimey **** in the parking lot. I've seen less slime in the Mobile delta than what was growing in the parking lot. Felt like I got hit harder than our QB. I'm 6'3" and 290. I don't slide down like a gay dancer.
Next, I get to my seats. Section E. I didn't mind standing in the 4 inches of water as I was wet from previous said experience in lot 26. What pissed me off next was the corndog who set down next to me. What in the hell were you doing in section E?
Just as I was about to go on boil, he decided to load up a full can of skoal dip and spit into my foot water. I finally gave him one of my drink cups and said use this for the love of God.
I guess he decided that he could spit in a cup rather than 17 with a completely wet dude my size in the middel of section E. I was pleased that the rightful owners of the seats next to me decided to show up in the third quarter.
So there I was, waiting for somebody to score at the 1:32 mark in the 4th quarter. I didn't happen. I hate LSU more now than ever.
Ok, I feel better. Thank you for your patience.</p>
I get to my parking lot (26) and start walking to the game. Slipped on the slimey **** in the parking lot. I've seen less slime in the Mobile delta than what was growing in the parking lot. Felt like I got hit harder than our QB. I'm 6'3" and 290. I don't slide down like a gay dancer.
Next, I get to my seats. Section E. I didn't mind standing in the 4 inches of water as I was wet from previous said experience in lot 26. What pissed me off next was the corndog who set down next to me. What in the hell were you doing in section E?
Just as I was about to go on boil, he decided to load up a full can of skoal dip and spit into my foot water. I finally gave him one of my drink cups and said use this for the love of God.
I guess he decided that he could spit in a cup rather than 17 with a completely wet dude my size in the middel of section E. I was pleased that the rightful owners of the seats next to me decided to show up in the third quarter.
So there I was, waiting for somebody to score at the 1:32 mark in the 4th quarter. I didn't happen. I hate LSU more now than ever.
Ok, I feel better. Thank you for your patience.</p>