A group of OSU Cowboy fans are sitting in a quiet
sports bar watching a football game. The place is
empty except for them. A single man enters the bar and
walks toward the group. A man who is clearly the
leader greets him and introduces him.
"This is John, he wants to join our club. Lets all
show him a good time."
The group, now with John, watch football and briefly
exchange sports-related small talk. The group, in
general, seems to get along with the new guy. The
leader breaks in.
"Well, John, if you want to get in our club, there's
just one rule: real Cowboys bleed orange."
With that, John is effeciently subdued by the members
of the group and his arm is is held tightly against a
bar table. The leader quickly brandishes a small knife
and cuts a deep gash into his muscle; blood begins
gushing out.
"Just like I thought: maroon. A Sooners fan, probably
a spy. Get him out of here."
John is dumped in front of an emergency room.
2 comments:
This reads like a joke.
Yup, I guess you're right, accept its not funny and doesn't have a punchline. Post-joke, I suppose.
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