Chris CrockettWhite Sox Fan Says ‘Let’s Get It On’ In The Most Romantic Of Ways
April 9th 2010 15:30
(From Chicago Tribune)
One thing about taking little boys to the game is that little boys have to go to the restroom at the wrong time. When my sons were that age, every time they had to go, Frank Thomas or Paulie Konerko would hit a home run.
On Monday, Nemeth's son had to go, and his father took him to the nearest restroom. They stood in line for the first urinal next to a row of stalls.
As they waited, Nemeth said, he noticed noises coming from the last stall. A man's legs — clad in blue jeans and sneakers — were sticking out from under the stall door.
"The toes were pointing up," said Nemeth. "The legs were shaking and quivering. From a visual standpoint, all you had to see was the legs quivering to know something was going on."
As a trained physician, he had an idea what was happening in there, but he worried it might have been something else.
"It was bizarre. It caught the attention of a lot of people. I tried to turn my boy's attention away from it, then I thought, ‘Is someone having a seizure?'
"So I kicked the door, just to get a reaction. I just wanted to make sure nobody was dying in there. That's when I heard a woman's voice yell, ‘HEY, STOP!' Something was going on and I had interrupted."
Moments later, the stall door opened, and a tall, thin, blond man exited. The tall man held his arms up in triumph.
"His arms were straight up, like in victory," Nemeth said. "Everybody was hooting and hollering and giving high-fives."
Then a second person left the stall, someone Nemeth described as apparently female, "scurrying" out of the restroom with a shirt or coat over her head
And they say chivalry is dead?
Flick your lighters with me people…Cmon get the effin Bic's in the air…..
There's nothin' wrong
With me lovin' you
Baby, no, no
And givin' yourself to me in a stadium shithouse can never be wrong
If the love is true
Oh, babe, ooh, ooh
I ain't gonna worry, I’m just gonna push
Gonna hit it, baby
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey
Let's get it on, ooh, ooh
With me lovin' you
Baby, no, no
And givin' yourself to me in a stadium shithouse can never be wrong
If the love is true
Oh, babe, ooh, ooh
I ain't gonna worry, I’m just gonna push
Gonna hit it, baby
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey
Let's get it on, ooh, ooh
Chuck
~TCFB~
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