As promised, last night I held a peeing contest with my cat. If we were judged solely on quantity, I took the cake. Last night was Riverdog Poker’s first night at a new bar. It was pretty successful considering there was only 3 days of advertisements in the bar. Anyway, I had about 5 or 6 beers while the poker was being played. My drinking lead to my unintentional win in the quantity department.
Tim 1, Fawn the cat 0
The next category was aim. We were peeing in the closet, so the aim catgory was based on how concentrated we could make our pee to build a puddle. As I may have said here before, I can’t hit a toilet bowl, so my aim is not very good. Needless to say, the score was tied.
Tim 1, Fawn 1
The third and final category was smell. If I would have remembered about the contest earlier in the night, I definitely would have just had an asparagus bunch for dinner, but I forgot. And, I was drinking, so my pee was pretty watered down. Fawn wins the smell category and the contest. Stupid cat.
Tim 1, Fawn 2
4 comments:
how humbling to lose to a kitty cat
nah, I let her win. She's a pussy.
yeah, I hear ya Jenny... I shoulda never lost the competition.
ummmmmmm.....that's just not right....even for me
And we all know how far I stretch that limit.
heheheheee
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