The Y.F.C.

Do you know what a Y.F.C. is? I didn't. Not until about a year ago. Apparently I was not the only one caught unaware. I was out to dinner with some friends and the check came. Dividing up the bill, we each owed a particular amount. We all broke out our wallets scrounging for change, and I believe it was AC who said "All I have are YFC's." Huh? What's that? A Yuppie Food Coupon. Huh? A $20 bill. It has now become a bit of "parlance of our times". However, I don't think it has swept the rest of our pop culture society in the same way that WTF? has. Now for those of you who climb in the Friday Gang, there is usually a ", Mate" added to the end the WTF, referencing the video involving nuclear warheads that made it's way around the internet a few years back.


Upon further review, the video only uses WTF, Mate once and WTF twice. Anyhow, I've dropped the term Y.F.C. at work a few times and have had to explain it everytime. I think I'll use it more often and try to spread the love.

ROTFLMAO!!!

I've said it before,

And I'll say it again. NOTHING in the world funnier than a nut shot.


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Listen for the scream.

Annoying..........

So last night was S&S house warming party. I hadn't planned on staying particularly late, but ended up leaving at about 2, and it was actually three. Not bad on most weekends, but I told CB that I would take him to the airport. In San Fran. At 5. AM. He was nice and let sleep till 5:15. The drive over was smooth as was the return trip. I got back to sleep around 6:20. At 9:30 the manager of my football team called to inform me that the game was canceled, so pick up was on at Witter. I got up and felt like I had a hangover. The annoying part was that I only had one beer last night. Just unfair to have the slight headache, aversion to light and general moodiness associated with a night of good drinking. I need to eat.