TC the Terrible

I need to put some ketchup on the words I wrote earlier today so they will taste better as I attempt to eat them.
In my last post (see below) I made a couple of digs at my friends Todd and Freakdaddy. As a matter of course I tend to fire shots across the bow of my friends from time to time. Normally I do this face to face and the joke is pretty easy to detect. This time I took a couple of shots in public, using electrons and the humor with which it was written didn’t come off of the page very well.
To Todd and Freak I apologize for the tone in which the statements appeared to be made. It was meant in fun and I would hope that you two guys would know that I would never intend to insult you two.

Yes, I made a bad pick (only one so far) by going with current loyalties over those from the 1980′s when making my football picks for the week. So sue me, because the rest of my card is coming along nicely.

Todd, congrats on getting certified to sell junk bonds and Franklin Mint plates to old ladies over the telephone.

Freak, I saw you on TV yesterday in some swim event with your sex doll. Did you really have to go to Russia to do that? Does Bono not have any lakes? Please tell me that your co-workers didn’t put you up to doing this. Those other girls at the convent can be so mean at times and you are such a dear sweet delicate creature. Don’t ever let them talk you into doing something that keeps you from being the person that the Great White Spirit wants you to be. You are so very special and none of us would ever want to see you ruined.

Damn! Where did that drivel come from? I must be channeling Stewart Smiley from back in the days when SNL was still relevent, or at least funny. These days the hottness of Tina Fey is the show’s only saving grace.

Later gator.