Hey Chicago, whaddya say?
Brady and I went up to his parents' house last night to watch the Cubs' game and brought Wrigley along for good luck. Things were going well - Wrigley was playing in the backyard, the Cubs were up 2-0. Then you could say @*&! hit the fan. The Cubs started losing and Wrigley started puking. That's right. While the little guy was running around out back, he thought it would be a good idea to eat the following:
1 rotten peach
2 ripe tomatoes, fresh from the vine
1 green tomato
1 rotten apple
1 garden snail
1-2 toadstools
1 handful of his own poop
How do I know he ate all of these things? Well, I had to clean up his puke FIVE TIMES and got a pretty good look at what came out.
It was a fitting symbol of the evening's event, though, as the Cubs lost by five runs. So much for the good luck, huh?
1 Remarks:
I think it is no coincidence that Wrigley threw up 5 times and they lost by 5 runs...I think this little guy may be some kind of puppy prophet.
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As you were.