Tuesday, January 10, 2006
With Apologies to Bud Light...
Today we salute you Mr. Parabolic Microphone Holder Guy. (REAL AMERICAN HE-ROES!) You show up game after game, sportin' orange, blue and that transparent umbrella thingie. (TRANSPARENT UMBRELLA THI-I-INGIE!) Why? So back home we can hear the spare change rattling in the referee's pocket! (A BUCK FORTY NI-INE!) And when your team scores, you don't let an army of cameras stop you from throwin' up the devil horns and barking out an encouraging "Woo-Woo!" (YOU'RE ON TEE-VEE, DUDE!") So crack open a Bud Light, Mr. Parabolic Microphone Holder Guy, for You Sir know when to capture authentic gridiron sound and when, to represent! (MR. PARABOLIC MICROPHONE HOLDER G-U-U-U-Y!)
{Via b-roll, with thanks to Warren...}
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2 comments:
My guess is...
The real mic holder guy is tied up in a closet, somewhere in Pasadena.
"Hello...Anyone? The game's over. You can let me out now!"
The Blogosphere is secretly being taken over by poets and I'm in on the conspiracy.
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