So last night we're going to a friends house to watch the Red Sox playoff game and I decide to wear my 'lucky hat'. It was never my lucky hat before that, but I assumed the Red Sox would win the game and then I'd have a 'lucky hat'. And everyone wants to own a lucky hat, correct?
Are you following the logic?
So anyhow....we're leaving my house and Wifey says: "Why are you wearing the hat?"
ME: "Well....I don't like my haircut (I don't tell her it's my new lucky hat) and the hat covers it."
WIFEY: "It makes your head look small."
ME: "The hat makes my head look small?" ::takes it off...looks in mirror...puts it back on...looks in mirror....takes it off...looks in miror...puts it back on::
WIFEY: "It makes your head look small...your haircut looks nice!"
ME: ::puts hat on:: "Let's go."
Flash forward five hours later: SOX give up 7 runs in the 11th inning to lose game.
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So to sum up:
My lucky hat had a bad first day on the job. My head is the size of a baseball. My haircut is stupid. Wifey is smarter than me.
PS
I'll be wearing my lucky hat Monday night for game 3. My head will be the size of a baseball.
PPSS
The hat is a ballcap....and it aint jaunty.
It's a gas, gas, gas!
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7 comments:
Please don't wear your lucky hat! I am seeing visions of Gagne all because of your hat...
If I didn't have the hat on Gagne would have given up 86 runs.
And stole my sandwich or something.
So maybe it WAS lucky, huh?
nice try...leave the hat at home and show off your nice new hair cut.
and who eats sandwiches at a ball game?
To sum up: You still don't have a lucky hat. Lose the hat.
"...and it ain't jaunty"
Well, duh. There's your problem.
I wore my hat on Friday night, when the Sox won by a LOT.
I wasn't wearing it on Saturday night.
To sum up? My hat is lucky and NoOprah's is not.
p.s.
I'm very sorry about Gagne...next time he comes back to Canada for a visit, I'll personally make sure he's maple-syruped and feathered and run out of town in a dress.
I was really hoping your lucky hat was a Gilligan hat.
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