All season long, Pete and I have been laughing at the wretched Sunday Night Football song. You know the one - Faith Hill just hollers some various words about football, touchdowns, America, and scoring. Eventually, the joke evolved such that Pete would text me his own parody of the song every Sunday night, based on the game at hand. The Sunday before Christmas when the Vikings game got snowed out (and, of course, after Brett Favre's penis texting scandal had come to light), he sent me the following:
Touchdown! NBC!
Snowed-out song!
Brett Favre at the hotel,
Texting his schlong!
There's no Sunday Night Football,
Just pics of his dong!
Everybody's here,
Not checking their phone!
Best part about a Vikes game is that
Favre's not left aloooooooooooooooooooone!
That little ditty is a total score.
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