I think the Lord endowed a lot of Coffee Stains readers with a vivid imagination. Here’s your chance to use it.
It’s Dallas versus Washington in Jerryworld, there in Texas. The captains of the two teams advance towards the fifty-yard line where the referees wait. The supporters are yelling insults at each other. The police will have their hands full after the match.
Just after the coin flip the Redskins’ captain says to the refs, “Listen, we won’t be needing you today. We’ve decided with the Cowboys that we can express ourselves much more fully if you guys aren’t around with your yellow flags. So, we’d like to invite you to go back to the dressing room.”
The Cowboys’ captain nods his agreement.
“But, but…” stutters the main referee. “How are you going to play without us?”
“We’re well able to take care of business between us. We’re of age you know, and there is a tremendous potential in each human. Frankly we just don’t need you.”
So the refs, dragging their feet, heads down, head for the dressing room.
Flash forward four hours (one hour for the game and three hours for commercials). The refs come out of the dressing room to see who won. “What’s going on?” they ask each other. Fists fly in the stands as the fans fight with each other. Continue reading →