Tomato Juice! Please?

Hey folks. So anyhow. Warning! If you have a large snout, thin skin and easily offended, read on, cause I don’t care!

I’m offended by all the thin skinned, self conscious, whiny, cry babies that are offended by anything that will get them some attention.

I’m at the Tampa airport, waiting to board my flight to NY for my spring trip to visit with Michael and see some games with my Bleacher Creature pals.

Some folks are in line for first class. A lady is kind of to the side and a guy asks, “Are you boarding?” Lady sarcastically says, “Yeah eventually!!” Ha! That’s good. My kind of smart ass comment.
Guy is a snob and says, “I’m just asking. No need to be an ass about it! Bless him he’s offended.

Time to Board! First class, etc. are on board now. The guy says, “Now boarding main cabin zone one.”
Heck, I’m in the basic, cheap seat in back and last to board. In my usual NY style, I get in line with them and go right on through!! Yeah I’m an ass, but I have to live up to my reputation !!

I’m sitting on the plane now. The person in front of me has a rather generous sized snout. I know I could get a quarter in there.hmmm…Could I get one of my American Eagle gold coins up there? Looks like plenty of room.

Somebody is breaking in your house. “Quick! Hide the valuables. No! Not in the basement or attic you moron! Up my nose!”

I’ve never done cocaine, but does the snout size influence the amount snorted? If so, gee whiz, expensive !!
Now you can get offended!

Look. So what. We know how we look. I mean the other night in Hixson, David Denton says, “Coach! I don’t know how you get around on those chicken legs!” Big deal. I know my legs are skinny. Just like I’m sure he knows his legs are like ham hocks! Deal with it!

Food cart is coming by. I always get tomato juice in honor of my old pal Johnny Adams! Johnny and Sharon Adams asked me to join our middle school trip to DC and NY, in 1998, when Justin was in 8th grade. We had a blast. Johnny and I did videos and put together a tape for the kids to remember their trip. We did one every year until they retired and I took over the trip.

We had Michael for our guide that first year. If not for Johnny and Sharon, I wouldn’t have developed a love for NY, nor would I have this wonderful, brotherly, relationship with Michael all these years.