Monday, April 28, 2008

Ya Mess With the Bloom, Ya Get the Horns

Josie and I went to our friends' house somewhere in Westchester yesterday for dinner. We also played a board game called Cranium.

First of all, next time we invite them over, we're really gonna have to step it up. They had an absurd amount of hors D'oeuvres, and then chicken, steak, etc. They even made margaritas, and put lime slices on the glasses.

When they came over to our place, I think we had cheese, crackers and lasagna. Wa waaaaah!

Before we started playing the game, the male member of their twosome was talkin' quite a bit of trash. That ended about ten minutes in.

When I say we annihilated them, I'm understating the destruction and devastation. I think the Washington Generals give the Harlem Globetrotters a better fight. We were answering questions so quickly (and they were "lucking" into such difficult questions) that it almost seemed like an SNL sketch, but funnier (...to me, anyway).

I'm surprised they gave us a lift to the subway after, partially due to embarrassment, but also due to my concern with whether they'd be able to stand.

The lesson here is...Never talk trash to someone who has a blog.

Rock On,

Aitch

5 comments:

Josh Homer said...

Ha ha (Nelson style)

I liked your Harlem Globtrotters reference. Is it because I'm black or because I loved Scooby Doo? You'll never know.

Josh

Anonymous said...

Maybe they were overconfident because of your unusually small head?

Harris said...

hey josh homer,

it's also old school...thats how i roll.

hey anonymous,

ha!

d'oh!

rock on,

aitch

Anonymous said...

heaven help me i am one of the slaughtered individuals of which h writes. i knew we were goin down as soon as ronnie started talkin smack. just the way of the universe, and actually, deserved. however, i don't think it would've been quite so bad had we gotten some of the questions h and josie lucked upon. for example: "true or false: a human has more ribs than toes?" i think we would have fared better too if all we had to do was take our shoe off and feel ourselves up to get a question right.

Harris said...

hey anonymous,

Your grapes are as sour as my MacaBlooms were sweet.

rock on,

aitch