I couldn't get the game here (or I am generally retarded and just can't find it), so I called him back to find out how, and it became abundantly clear that he had done quite a bit of "tailgaiting" already.
Zack: "Heyyy, how YOU doin', this is Biggggg Pappppaaa! "
ME: "*snort*...Yeah, well...hey there, Big Papa, this is Rubber Duck, what's your twenty?
For whatever reason, this sent him into a fit of Popeye laughter for about 5 minutes, followed by other CB-radio quotations, in barely intelligible fashion, from the 70's movie cult classic, "Convoy" and a loud Rebel Yell...
ME: WOW. Z, you are LIT, aren'tcha?
Zack: I tell you what....whew, but it's fucking awwwweeeesome.....YEAHHHHH! WOOOOOOOOO ... followed by yet another rebel yell, then complete silence, as he'd lost reception.
So if you see anyone looking remotely like the guy I had a picture of on here a few weeks ago, I don't know him....just some guy...not my daughter's father or anything...particularly if he does his "mosh-pit mock dance," which he only does when drunk. He thinks it's awesome, but everyone else? Not so much...and now on national television.... I'm... so proud... :)
I'm kidding, Z, you know we love you...and we know you rarely drink these days, so have fun, but don't drive.... and dude, remember...we're not as young as we used to be. Gone are the days of seeing who could do the most shots of Jaeger and drink the other under the table (which I always won, by the way...:)... back then I had freak tolerance....
...or Truth or Dare games run amuck that still come back to haunt me... STILL holding the record for acting the most retarded in a public place...for standing on my head atop a table in Darryl's restaurant, in a mini skirt, proclaiming to the restaurant first "May I have your attention please..."...and doing a Tarzan yell whilst on my head.
....after being dared, of course, y'all thinking I wouldn't because I was "Little Miss Appropriate."
BUT....we're (ahem) grownups now, and for those times we're not, your daughter is sooooo not watching that and aww, too bad, she's at a Halloween Party and can't see it.:)
I have now told "everyone,"which you'll probably regret asking for later, but that's just too dang bad, this stays up. OHHOOHOOO yeah, it does. So don't vomit while the camera is on you or anything.;)
I... really can't stand football. They stop and start it every five minutes, measure something, and then talk about it for 20 more minutes...
But then I guess men feel very much the same way about our relationship talk...we stop it every five minutes to measure something, talk about it for the next several hours...
It's kinda the same thing...only both events usually end with us women sitting at home with a tub of ice cream and a great book....;)