Anyway, looks like some fun times are afoot for the Mild, High City. Quite a week out there. First you have Tebow getting Tebowned by Timself for 95 percent of the game before Tebowing it around and pulling a Tebow. By the way, we're not talking about him with a hint of adoration without that onside kick. Fucking ridiculous. Then you have the reemergence of the mysterious, delicious McRib.

I'll be back later on with some further analysis of the snowfall predictions . . . mainly those of this blog's namesake and her minions. Right now, they're saying 6-12 inches. You want it, don't you Denver? Yeah. You want it bad.
Talk to you later. I've missed you guys.
-Flipper T.
PS - I need all FKS Weather Spotters to get stoned and then be on hazy alert. I want odd photos and blurry memories of the storm please. Thank you.
3 comments:
Dear Flip,
I want you inside me.
Kathy S in Denver near Speer Blvd.
WHOA WHOA WHOA... and just WHERE in the holy (insert innuendo here) were you for the past 6 months AND why the SHIT was your blog GONE for about a month?
We NEED you.. ok, I NEED YOU, and I didn't report to my post completely shitfaced as required becuase.. well, I was sobering up for a life without FLIP. God I missed you,...or at least the thought of you.
Ahh.. mamories... I mean memories! Remember when it used to snow in Denver? I don't mean once a month, I mean when it used to snow almost once every week, or at least every couple of weeks. We have been on the temperature roller coaster for the last 3 weeks with not even a TEASE of wettness, with another one in sight. I hate global dehydration.
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