Depressing
Poco Deplorevole wrote:
On Mon, 6 Feb 2017 19:59:02 -0500, Alex wrote:
Poco Deplorevole wrote:
On Sun, 5 Feb 2017 21:58:28 -0500, "Mr. Luddite" wrote:
On 2/5/2017 9:14 PM, Poco Deplorevole wrote:
On Sun, 5 Feb 2017 19:49:53 -0500, "Mr. Luddite" wrote:
On 2/5/2017 7:45 PM, Poco Deplorevole wrote:
On Sun, 5 Feb 2017 19:34:34 -0500, "Mr. Luddite" wrote:
enough said.
I'm losing. ****.
Something's wrong with Tom Brady. He looks tired. It's like he's just
going through the motions as best he can.
I just called my bro and conceded. Maybe tomorrow I'll ask for a recount. Right now it's bed time.
Not so fast!
Too late. I called my bro, conceded, and crashed. Should have stayed up. Unreal.
At halftime they showed the most points down that had ever been overcome to win. Three times teams
had come back after being 10 points down. None had come from more than a 10 point deficit. At the 25
point deficit mark I chalked up the loss. Called the bank, had the checkbook on the desk, ready to
write the check in the morning.
I got up and my wife had left me a note: "Patriots Won. Jim is sending check."
I guess he forgot that I'd conceded. Or maybe he thought I'd demand a recount anyway. Who knows.
I should get the money any day now. Can't wait. Don't know what I'll buy with it.
All of $2.00.
That's funny! All of my bets with my friends are for $2.00!
Well see! There you go. You know how exuberant I am waiting for all that money to arrive. Actually I
was hoping to lose, 'cause I wanted to send him the $2 bill. The last time I won from him he sent
the two $1 bills glued together like a cross. They're still in the desk somewhere.
Better than 200 pennies!
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