Welcome back to Haiku Monday, which may be the last Curling-Free Zone left in America.
Fish Hack remembers when rolling one’s stones on the sheet meant doing the splits while slipping on an icy sidewalk outside a bar.
Sure, that Canadian woman rock-hurler is kinda hot. But it’s CURLING, for crying out loud.
It’s as Olympic-savvy as dodge ball or bowling or other things you do with a brew and cheese fries waiting in the wings.
Roll the rock, Canucks./This is shuffleboard, sans beer./Rather have the beer.
You remember Haiku Monday. Fish Hack busts out a few non-rhymes about the outdoors or whatever, all in Japanese poetry genre. Not because it’s smart or academic or anything but just a weird way to get a few yucks out of the day.
Best Olympic shot of the day? U.S. smokin’ the Canucks in hockey. Fish Hack has a major hockey jones, growing up in tooth-spitting distance from the Red Wings home ice, making Fish Hack the biggest pucker in Oregon.
Seeing the USA hose Canada makes up for all those overpriced Bradors bought by Baby Hack in those teenage trips to Windsor bars.
Beat you at your game?/Sounds like Japan in softball./Must nut-up sometime.
Regardless, it beats Tiger lying through his canines about just what happened on that fateful Thanksgiving.
So the Wiff didn’t really go 9-iron on Tig’s grill or double dribble the cell phone off his chicklets?
The polished Woods’ official story remains she was a hero chipping out the back window and dragging her unconscious hero to safety… through the back end of a friggin’ ESCALADE!
Fish Hack considers that as believable as Hack’s last tax return.
I wanna see Myth Busters test how a 120-pound model could possibly drag a 180-pound Dude through three sets of Corinthian leather chairs and out the shattered back Escalade window in a few seconds without EITHER OF THEM having any glass cuts on knees, elbows, etc.
Tiger transgressions./He’s not the only liar./Just Don’t Do It.K?
