I’ve been thinking long and hard about why they lost. I did everything in my power: avoided sitting on my little white couch, AND bet on the Wings (I lost that bet though…I bet that the Wings would win by 3. That ugly power remains true.)
The only thing I can determine is that Dude-Where’smycar? Jr. was sitting on the little white couch last night, watching the game with me. I must have somehow passed on my awesome powers to him. My buddy suggested tying him to the coffee table; that way he can’t affect the game. But I don’t know…that seems so inhumane. I think a leash would be fairer. That way he can sort of run around in circles, and get some exercise.
Dilemma:
Love for Canucks…love for my own flesh and blood… love for Canucks… love for my own flesh and blood …
Dad always told me I’d have to make some of my toughest decisions as a father.
The only thing I can determine is that Dude-Where’smycar? Jr. was sitting on the little white couch last night, watching the game with me. I must have somehow passed on my awesome powers to him. My buddy suggested tying him to the coffee table; that way he can’t affect the game. But I don’t know…that seems so inhumane. I think a leash would be fairer. That way he can sort of run around in circles, and get some exercise.
Dilemma:
Love for Canucks…love for my own flesh and blood… love for Canucks… love for my own flesh and blood …
Dad always told me I’d have to make some of my toughest decisions as a father.