A Sweet Victory

There is nothing like watching a stupid Blue Teamer fall all over himself in shame and watch him walk away weakly.

Tonight, that has happened.

Katie and I are sitting at "The Cock" for dinner and a couple of Blue Teamers walk in. Right off, everybody can tell that they are drunk, due to their LOUD TONE OF VOICE. On top of that, this one guy -- let's call him "Teeth" -- starts talking about some of the dumbest topics.

One such topic -- was the name of the establishment, "Lon's Cocktail."

"Teeth" was laying into the fact that "Cocktail" was a stupid name. Lon must have a 'long dong' to come up with that, he said. All of us, including Katie, the bartenders, and the waitresses, just rolled our eyes. We were trying hard to keep back the laughter.

Then, "Teeth" steps into the shit again. Again, he berates the name "Cocktail" and again questions who could have been stupid enough to come up with the name. Katie couldn't take it any more.

"My parents did -- what do you think about that?!" Laughter ensues.

"Teeth" immediately backpedals. "Well, uh ... it's an okay name ... uh ..." Boy, did that fucker's face get red! He finished his beer and walked out.

Why did I call him "Teeth"? Because he needs a new set -- take that, you buck-toothed Blue Teamer, slammin' my future in-laws establishment! Eat it, cunnie!