Ruining football with Chippah.

0  2014-09-07 by AntsCamera

My sister in law came over with her new boyfriend for football.

He just meets me, I say hello then go back to fixing my truck.

The game was already on when I walked in, I sat down and stated, "there's far to many peckahs in here" in a pretty good Chip voice. My muddah always said, Chippah, any more than 2 peckahs is too much.

My muddah was a saint on ert.

Then came a Penalty on a man named Decker. Deckah, I bet he got a big ol black peckah, I saw Lamars once.

This dude is looking at me like I am a retard, My wife gets the gag, and she is so afraid to make eye contact with me.

I am kinda going in and out of it, but I reckon he thinks I am a schizo at this point, I am glad the sis in law is playing along, she's a good egg.

I'll let the cat out of the bag when the niners come on.

Thank you Jim, May Chip live forever.

23 comments

This is why im okay with never meeting another fan of the show in person.

What a fucking dork.

:)

It's fucking funny though, we are watching the Jets, I am bored to death, my boys play at 4.

You're one hilarious guy.

I'm glad that they're getting smoked

This reminds me of a kid from when I was in middle school, who would trash talk people in some elf language and laugh when no one understood what he was doing.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you are more autistic than Lord Dennis Falcone.

Please use full titles.

Dennis, of the house Falcone, first of his name, Urine King of the pests and the first fans, Tinkle Lord of the seven kingdoms and Piss God of the realm.

Okay, terrific.

Well, okay.

Opie?

After reading this, I'm concerned/don't believe that somebody married you.

This is the gayest story I've ever read in my life

How are you even a fan of good comedy at all?

You left out the part where you got grease all over your 5XL Anthony Cumia Show t-shirt.

Jesus Christ.......

Boooooooooo.

This is the stupidest thing I have ever read. I hope he dumps her just because of you.

This is still so unfunny

He just meets me, I say hello then go back to fixing my truck.

Man!

Changing my oil and filters. Wasn't being manly, just doing easy shit.

It was supposed to be Maaaaaaaahhhhhhhn.

I was in my garage bare chested and muscular, turning wrenches.

In reality I was under the car, cursing whoever put the oil filter in so tight a space and I banged my head on the axle trying to slide out.

No sir, nothing manly about what I was doing.

Turn and a half? That'll fall off, better crank that fucker on till you pop a blood vessel

Man!