Talkin’ Smack
If you follow my twitter updates (also in the right hand sidebar at the top) you already know that I actually watched the Thanksgiving Packers vs. Lions and Cowboys vs. Jets games. I even enjoyed it. Actually the Cowboys game was BORING as they kicked the stuffing out of the Jets. Even so, I had fun making my family laugh with my Soup Nazi imitation saying,
“NO TD for you! Come here little jetty jets! Come close to ze end zone…das it… closea…closea NO TD FOR YOU! HA HAHA! zilly jetty jets! “
They liked that a lot.
As a native Texan, I am genetically predisposed to cheer for the Cowboys. I have all of my life. I don’t keep up with the non-superstar players or why they even keep stats (… I mean… what’s an RBI anyway?)
Whatever …
So I root for these teams, when I watch the games. I usually root for the teams that my friends like but if they are playing against the Cowboys … nuh uh… You listenin’ G’Berger? I’m watching you next Sunday when da’ Boys punt you cheeseheads into a cheese grater and … and … and shred you over pasta or something! … meanies!
I really need to work on my talkin’ smack.
G’Berger … I actually cheered for ya’ll today but… forget it next weekend.
Another friend was keeping up with my status updates on Facebook (I rigged it to where Twitter updates my Facebook status too) and she was going to talk smack about her favorite team on my wall, the Colts, but decided to privately message me instead.
I say bring it Chica, I need training in talkin’ smack. Well unless you are to timid to talk up your little ponies. Others can jump in as long as you keep it mean (mean is “code” for fun.)
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Randy, you don’t need any training in talkin’ smack. You got it goin’ on very naturally it seems. ::: smile :::
shhhhh…. don’t tell anyone but … I am genetically predisposed to that too.
::: feigning innocence :::
Whatever do you mean?