Oh he’s a quarterback on the NY Jets.
Promotional slogan for cricket right there.
What was really freaky was the little stretch where it wasn’t too far off.
Ah, so that’s why Iowa holds their primaries first. They want all of the politicians out of their State early.
It wasn’t until I moved to Portland and began meeting people that I managed to move my mind out of my parents’ fugue state of Iowa.
Oh there’s nothing half-way about the Iowa way to treat when we treat you, which we may not do at all.
Funny!
What’s sad is I didn’t recognize that lyric despite The Music Man being my favorite musical.
Hmm. Don’t recall ever seeing this on I-35. If it is now, I missed out on shouting “you’re welcome, assholes” out the window every time I went back to Minnesota. Say what you will about “Minnesota nice”, but it doesn’t suck as much as “Iowa openly hostile.”
Well, I did futz with it a little.
If you wanna be really classy, you should spit out what you drank, right there at the table.
How little you know us.
My local pub used to have an annual charity cricket match. $2/beer all day, all proceeds to a homeless shelter.
Standard practice was for the batsmen to carefully place their can of beer behind the stumps before taking guard. It was advisable to note which of the fielders were smokers, as it’s difficult to make a catch with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
The team that batted first always won; drunk batsmen are easy to get out, and drunk fast bowlers are terrifying.
Those mid-air somersaults were impressive!
My younger cat springboards off the walls like that, but it’s not so cute at 4 in the morning.