My Thanksgiving story (aka Roger gets punched in the face by a coonass)

I'm posting this here so as to avoid the inevitable troll label.

So we're sitting in the south end zone and it's halftime, so I get up to go get a drink and use the pisser. After I acquire said beverage, and noticing that this game is once again turning into a Snyder/Spav special, I decide to deploy the Crown I snuck in.

So I go to the bathroom on the northeast side of the south end zone and get a stall to do my bidness and mix the drink in secret (olds like to tattle on you if you do this in full view). As I'm leaving a commotion starts right near the entrance to the restroom, where two drunk Tiger fans are very upset over something someone must have said about their whore of a mother. As I try to get past the disturbance, I accidently bump one of the pissed off coonasses and he decides that's his cue to throw down. Next thing I know I get a left hook to the jaw and he starts yelling something abut cock sucking f@ggots as his friend tries to reel him in.

Now, knowing that responding in kind combined with my possession of alcohol in the stadium would not look good in a court of record, I decide to simply walk away. Thankfully I made it out as a cop rushed in just as I left and he didn't seem to notice me at all. Dude got arrested in the end. I'm thankful the pre-game drinking had worn off and the mid-game consumption had yet to begin, because I would probably have spent the night in jail otherwise.

Summary: frick LSU.