Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Slang: A (re)ev(de)volution on language

A new rookie came to play for the team, he always dreamt of playing in the big leagues. He quietly sat on the bench; suddenly his coaches asked him a question.

“What did ya do to prepare for this season?”

“I worked at my father’s ranch.” said the young rookie.

“Really what did ya do” said the manager

“I was a floater sir.”

“A what?”

“A floater I would file down horses teeth” said the rookie proudly.

Since then everyone thought of him as a nuff nuff all the players, trainers, and coaches would laugh and point whenever he was in sight. They wouldn’t even let him play. The rookie sat on the bench for two weeks without getting to play. One day knowing that he wouldn’t be able to play again he fell asleep on the bench. He then started to dream were he put the grindings from the horses’ teeth that he filed down in his food. He then became a lot stronger. The coaches even noticed him and let him play since the teams best player at the time was in such a horrible scuffle that he had trouble holding on to the ball without dropping it. The rookie went up to bat and hit a massive homerun, he ran around the bases like a Cadillac flexing and smiling for the cameras. The rookie then woke up and did what he saw in his dream. Few days later he grew very ill and died. Moral of the story is don’t put weird things in your food.

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