There are no limits to human craziness.
Usually our house is pretty sedate. Most of the fun and action come from me. So it is pretty traumatic for me to hear so much screaming coming from BOTH my dad and my mom. You would think we were under attack!
The first time my mom screamed I ran to her. I thought she was in pain, or in some kind of trouble. I went to her to comfort her. But I do not think she even saw me. Apparently some Manning threw a Hail Mary and a Nicks caught it. There wasn’t anybody else in the house, so I thought we’re okay, so I went back to chillaxing. Then my dad started screaming too. I did the same thing, thinking he is now the one in trouble. He isn’t. At least he was sorry that he disturbed my peace, and rubbed my ears to say he was sorry.
There were more screaming after that. After a while I would just jerk with each scream.
Then it was over.
The NY Giants won.
My mom loves somebody’s manure. (Osi Umenyiora)
My dad feels sorry for Dustpan (Jake Gyllenhaal ‘Dustan’ in Prince of Persia looks like Aaron Rodgers).
We were celebrating so I got deep fried veal, salt pork, rice and menudo for dinner. Just for that, I am now also a Giants fan.
Life Lesson: No matter how great the odds are against you, if you do not quit, you can still win.