The Truth About Bowling And Retards

I guess Barack Hussein Obama was on the talk show hosted by that anvil faced comedian last night and said something I actually agreed with for once- he compared himself to a retard. Then the best part is that he decided he needed to apologize to the retards for insulting them and comparing their bowling prowess with his own - I don't bowl and have no idea if old Barry is an avid bowler or what. But, evidently he sucks at it - probably way worse than the average retard - and from what I hear the average retard chick is really down with and into sucking - I have no first hand knowledge of this (I'm scared to death of even talking to retard chicks, much less letting them have their way with me). But if old Barry sucks as much as those pasty faced retard chicks, then heaven help him, the poor bastard.

Hoops is in full swing here, and a good day gambling yesterday, not great - Memphis really let us down, but good overall. Even Duke squeaked out a cover. I'm not super thrilled with today's card, but have sent out 4 afternoon bets and am 1-1 so far - Kansas covered by 1/2 a point. I will be sending out 5 more here later this afternoon.

At the Taco Crap yesterday, all sorts of douches were sitting there crossing off the teams on their stupid bracket sheet as one bad result after the other rolled in. I did manage to hang with some brothers for a good part of the late afternoon and later at night, and in my experience, generally speaking, brothers are way more informed on the actual nuances of the game than white dudes. All the white dudes seem to do is bitch about the coaching or officiating or the way some poor 20 year old is balling. Sad. For what it's worth, old Quigley picked all 16 games correct yesterday, I checked it this morning. I don't think he's sweating it much.

At one point I was standing outside this place called Cheese Palace In Hell (it's some kind of burger joint) about 9:30 or so and these two strange looking girls come out and I guess they had been into some kind of booze - Cause one of them stumbled a bit and the other one helped her up, and I laughed. Then the one who stumbled a bit said "You wanna come party with us?" And I would have declined the offer under any circumstances, but last night I said "I would love to, but can't because my prescription of Viagra ran out." That sent them on their way.

About 7 last night I was eating dinner with some work colleagues and that is always so tedious and last night was no different. So, at one point the conversation turned to fingers for some reason (I wasn't paying too close attention to any of them, I was monitoring the Michigan/Clemson game very closely - thank you Wolverines). And Fran says this "I find that using more than one finger is best." And I did a bit of a double take, but didn't say anything and then Fran and one of the ladies from Texas started laughing uncontrollably, in fact the lady from Texas was crying from laughing so hard. So then Fran says "We know what you were going to say. You don't have to." And they didn't actually have any idea what I was gonna say, not even I knew, because I was too busy thinking about how to get the mental image of Fran shoving 3 or 4 fingers deep inside her hole out of my mind before I vomited. Yuck!

Things can only get better. - TBFH