A lil' sump'n sump'n: A Post Made all the better by the inclusion of the word "Cuntflake"

I added the word "Cuntflake" to this post and it's now a bajillion times better than it was. See if you can find it.

Who the hell writes this crap? This blog is terrible. Wait, what's that? What did you say? Yeah, you - repeat that? Oh. Ohhh yeeahhh. Riiight. I do. I write this. This is my blog. Ohh. Um. Well, in that case, this material is brilliant!! When I said terrible up there I meant terribly awesome. I did. Swear.

Seriously, though, I promise to have something here soon. I won't promise it will be quality, but I promise it will have some words and fill up some space. That I promise.

Until then hold tight, you little monkeys. Hold tight and be patient. In fact, hold tight, be patient, and go make me a sandwich, would you?


Wait wait wait! Halt!

Before I sign off, here's something I thought was funny. My sister and her family live in Indianapolis and are die-hard Colts fans, right? Right? With me so far? C'mon, stay with me, cuntflake.* So, the Colts have a new stadium, right? Well, season ticket holders got a little preview day at the stadium a few weeks ago, so my sis, her husband and two kids went to check it out.

My nephling, who will be five next week, is a football lunatic. I'm talkin' knows all the players, their numbers, their positions, he's like fucking Rain Man Jr. when it comes to the facts. And apparently some of the players live in their section of town, so when they've been out to eat at a local Mexican restaurant, or walking through Target or doing other various things, sometimes they will spot a player. I should say, sometimes he will spot a player, because my nephling is usually the first to say, "LOOK! LOOK! THERE'S SO-AND-SO!" They have seen one player more than the others around town, at various places. That player is the Colts' center, Jeff Saturday. And every time they spot him my nephling is like so friggin' excited he can barely even contain himself.

So, anyway, they're at this preview day at the new stadium a while back and who do they run into as they're walking through the locker room? Yup. Jeff Saturday. Not wanting to squander the photo op, they ask him if they could get a quick picture and he is very kind and says something like, "Sure, no prob, just hurry, don't want everyone else to get the same idea."

So my sister pulls out the camera, as they try to hastily position the kids in the frame. You'd think my nephling would be so excited to take his picture with Jeff Saturday, right? Well apparently he was so overwhelmed with emotion he didn't know how to react so he reverted to turtle-shy mode and wanted absolutely nothing to do with any of it. Well, the resulting photo was priceless:

(That's Jeff holding his own kid, btw)

*See? The "Cuntflake" really improves the post, doesn't it?