that's what I call ballin' the jack

[swedishfrogs]

Tonight during a spirited game of Scrabble, I played the words "G-R-O-I-N", "H-Y-M-E-N", and "F-R-I-S-K". Karin called me a pervert, and I couldn't convince her it was just the hands I'd been dealt. I was taking out letters from the bag and lining them up on the little rack and burst into hysterical laughter.

"See? It's not me. I just TOOK THESE OUT AND PUT THEM HERE WITHOUT LOOKING. See what they spell?"



My little letter rack read "C-U-N-T".

NOT MY FAULT!