Kudos to the Houston Texan Fans

I must give a BIG kudo's out to my best friend who is a Texans fan. He sat at my house yesterday and watched the game in my Redskins room but this time as the enemy and not just an antagonist. I watched him jump for joy and scream about how the Texans knew what Washington was going to do. How Mario Williams was going to have his breakout game against the Skins. While listening to Enter the Sandman I screamed at him, yelling in his face about how Clinton Portis coming back would change everything and that he knew it. The hard fought smile let me know that he did. As the Texans scored their first touchdown he was so happy. He told me how I should start drinking the Ciroc Vodka I had in my Redskins flask because it was going to be a long day. I must have felt that feeling a father gets when his son beats him in a game for the first time, only to break his heart and crush him the next. Time went by, and the Skins rolled on. I sang Hail To The Redskins and took a shot of said liquor each time the Skins scored. I sang Randel El whatcha say Randel El whatcha say Randel Andel, Randel Andel to the tune of Rick James' Give it to Me Baby when he says give it to me whatcha say, give it to me whatcha say, give it to me. I didn't plan it it just happened, my wife laughed at my song and offered him some more pizza if he was hungry. By the 3rd quarter he tried to fall asleep but I didn't let him. I wanted him to experience the loss just as he would if we made it to the game.

I'll give it to him, he is a loyal fan. Yesterday he was my bitch in the pregame game of Madden and then whined like one as the Texans lost the game.

HAIL !!!!

LMAOOOO DAMN