And walking the aisles minding own business....wearing my UW sweatshirt.
Some fat bastard in a motorized cart..." Uh oh there's a Husky. I'm a Coog." He then veers his cart right at me...." Now's chance to finally take out a Husky." Of course he does some half laugh
"Probably your only chance." I said
I was dying for like 10 minutes after that due to the double meaning. What is with these people with the need to always say something? Never in my 39 years have I gone up to. Duck/ Coog and flip 'em shit......what is their problem?
Some fat bastard in a motorized cart..." Uh oh there's a Husky. I'm a Coog." He then veers his cart right at me...." Now's chance to finally take out a Husky." Of course he does some half laugh
"Probably your only chance." I said
I was dying for like 10 minutes after that due to the double meaning. What is with these people with the need to always say something? Never in my 39 years have I gone up to. Duck/ Coog and flip 'em shit......what is their problem?
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