28 November 2011
Yet Another Grey Cup Aftermath
OK, so the Grey Cup was a little dull. Everybody was thinking the same thing before the first quarter was over. It was Jimi who blasphemed first. "I don't know how you cocksuckers can watch this amateur shit," he said as he produced a big bottle of absinthe.
"Fuck you traitor boy," Henrik shot back at him. "And keep that green shit away from me."
Legs, noticeably, and probably a few other guys had already turned a little green at the mere sight of the green bitch. I had already been drinking tequila since the pre-game show began almost fours ago. One of the pre-game hosts had actually predicted a Bomber win. Asshole had clearly been concussed several times too often as a player.
Jimi poured us a shot. No sugar water French bullshit for us. Before long the bottle was gone as Bomber hope. Turns out tequila (I was drinking it with club soda) and absinthe (shoot it back, motherfuckers) go together just fine.