The Fumble Recovery
The scene is the bottom of a fumble pile at an NFL game, two veteran players, unable to move have the following conversation... “ Are those your balls hovering over my face Walt?” “ Very likely Frankie. I didn't count the order that we all piled on when that little millionaire running back prick couldn't keep the ball in his manicured fingers. Still I reckon you and me were the first on.” “ Don't suppose you've actually got the football do you?” “ I do not Walt, I think number 47, 2 bodies over may have it. Hopefully he still will when the refs start pulling this shit-pile apart.” “ Well, I must say, it's nice to have a rest, could do without your bulk on top of me though.” “ Quit whining, I actually lost a few pounds since the season started. Hey do they smell nice? I'm trying new antifungal powder, it's lightly scented, hopefully with a masculine note.” “ They smell great Walt, I get top notes of cedar and sandalwood, and a hint of citrus. Ni...