Dumbest reader ever

I'll try that the next time it rains.

 

Me: Hello, Podunk Times sports.
Caller: Do you think Darren McFadden will win the Heisman?
Me: Yeah, I guess he's got a decent shot.
Caller: Okay. Bye.

Caller: What time does the game start tonight?
Me: Ummm ... which one? The Penguins are on, but there's also the big North-South baseball game.
Caller: The high school game. Who's playing again?

 

a death threat? that's awesome. i've never received one of those.

after a column i once had a guy e-mail me and tell me he was going to kick my ass if he ever saw me walking the streets of ****** again. i followed up with an e-mail outlining my schedule for that week.

but no death threat. awesome.

 

No, that is awesome.

 

dah, no mention of death, murder, kill.

my stuff was the work of a rookie at best.

 

Icing on the cake would be to put something in your schedule about having sex with his wife.

It's the ultimate George Costanza comeback. Besides jerk store, that is.

 

"Oh yeah? Well I had sex with your wife!"
"His wife is in a coma."

 

i bow.

 

Yeah, well, the life-support machine called ...

 

If I ever see you, I'm going to fucking kill you.

There. Check that off the list!

 

BYH -- Helping people cross things off their bucket list since birth.

 

take that, wb. i'm now part of the club.


awesome.