Post by Hoss on Mar 29, 2018 8:40:41 GMT -6
Go ahead and pull up a seat on the carpet here, not hear, in front. Sit down injun style and prepare to be entertained.
Lance had a pretty good commentary write up on AC entering the pit of misery and it reminded me of an incident back in college. Now I wasn't directly involved in said incident, but was with the group and privy to the story telling the next morning. Now that you all have your pop-corn and beverage of choice i will begin.
One night back in '05 or so, we decided to hit up Cowboy's dance hall down in ole San Antone for a show. Now my young buddy Rooster had just turned 21 a few weeks prior and was a good kid to hang out with, so we brought him along. While we are at this fine establishment, Rooster catches the eye of a mighty cougar on the prowl. She gets his attention and entices him to a few spins on the dance floor. After taking a few shots, she tells Rooster that she is married and wants him to go to her house with her and her husband, but not to worry her husband only likes to watch. Now Rooster, being the young pup he is gets a little freaked out and tells her he isn't sure about all of that. He comes back to where we all were and tells us of the situation. Ole' Beau has a solution to calm young Rooster's nerves and sends him back with a proposal. Rooster saunters back over and tells this majestic cougar, that he would only go if Beau could go too. She thinks for a second and says fine, but he can only watch.
Well let's fast forward an hour or so and Rooster has overtaken this majestic specimen and has her with her face buried in a pillow. This is when his young naive morals set in and he starts to feel bad. He said he was thinking, cr@p, this is probably someone's mother, it's definitely another dude's wife, what am I doing? At this point young Rooster looks over his shoulder and sees the husband sitting there, not their, nor they're, analyzing his every move like he's doing a film study on Lake Travis' offense. He said he looked to the other side of the room and ole Beau is sitting in a chair on that side of the room beating his junk like it owes him money.
Lance had a pretty good commentary write up on AC entering the pit of misery and it reminded me of an incident back in college. Now I wasn't directly involved in said incident, but was with the group and privy to the story telling the next morning. Now that you all have your pop-corn and beverage of choice i will begin.
One night back in '05 or so, we decided to hit up Cowboy's dance hall down in ole San Antone for a show. Now my young buddy Rooster had just turned 21 a few weeks prior and was a good kid to hang out with, so we brought him along. While we are at this fine establishment, Rooster catches the eye of a mighty cougar on the prowl. She gets his attention and entices him to a few spins on the dance floor. After taking a few shots, she tells Rooster that she is married and wants him to go to her house with her and her husband, but not to worry her husband only likes to watch. Now Rooster, being the young pup he is gets a little freaked out and tells her he isn't sure about all of that. He comes back to where we all were and tells us of the situation. Ole' Beau has a solution to calm young Rooster's nerves and sends him back with a proposal. Rooster saunters back over and tells this majestic cougar, that he would only go if Beau could go too. She thinks for a second and says fine, but he can only watch.
Well let's fast forward an hour or so and Rooster has overtaken this majestic specimen and has her with her face buried in a pillow. This is when his young naive morals set in and he starts to feel bad. He said he was thinking, cr@p, this is probably someone's mother, it's definitely another dude's wife, what am I doing? At this point young Rooster looks over his shoulder and sees the husband sitting there, not their, nor they're, analyzing his every move like he's doing a film study on Lake Travis' offense. He said he looked to the other side of the room and ole Beau is sitting in a chair on that side of the room beating his junk like it owes him money.
