a brazillian people
I really have to wonder. Some people sit around just waiting for an excuse to be offended at something.
Listening to sports talk, the guys are talking about the upcoming weekend in college football, and how there are a ton of really good games and the impossibility of watching everything they want to watch, and how there's a bazillian people whose sole focus on Saturday will be the television from noon till well after midnight.
The next thing you know, some irate idiot calls in and wants to know what these guys have against Brazillians, and goes off about stereotypes about lazy people in front of the TV all day and prejudice and the white man and...damn, dude. Get some freakin' ears.
ps. yes, I realize it could have been a joke, but if it was, someone was pretty convincing, and pretty quick witted, to come up with that tirade seconds after the fact, unless they had it "canned" and just waiting for the right moment.
Listening to sports talk, the guys are talking about the upcoming weekend in college football, and how there are a ton of really good games and the impossibility of watching everything they want to watch, and how there's a bazillian people whose sole focus on Saturday will be the television from noon till well after midnight.
The next thing you know, some irate idiot calls in and wants to know what these guys have against Brazillians, and goes off about stereotypes about lazy people in front of the TV all day and prejudice and the white man and...damn, dude. Get some freakin' ears.
ps. yes, I realize it could have been a joke, but if it was, someone was pretty convincing, and pretty quick witted, to come up with that tirade seconds after the fact, unless they had it "canned" and just waiting for the right moment.
John put this out here at 8:24 AM
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I did read that, a long time ago. Forgot all about it.
So yeah, somebody probably had it canned, practiced the routine, waited forever for the chance to use it and then...it finally paid off.
But it reminds me of another one I heard this morning about the coach of the Tennessee Volunteers, going into the Florida/Tennesse game this weekend. It too lend itself to..(insert your favorite target here)..retelling.
A recruit was visiting the University of Tennessee, after doing poorly in high school and all his standard admittance tests, but he could play some ball. Phil Fulmer was having trouble convincing the school to let him in. He talked them into a test. he would bring in a university math professor to give the young man an oral exam. If he could convince the professor he was worthy, he'd be admitted.
They sat the young man down and the professor asked, "What is two plus two?"
The young man pondered.
Then he pondered some more.
Fulmer's sweating.
Finally, the boy opens his mouth, and slowly guesses, "Four?"
Immediately Fulmer jumps up and begs, "C'mon doc, give him another chance!"
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