We recently moved to a new city and went to our first football game. We
arrived early and found our seats.
Not long afterwards, a neurotic
young fellow came in and sat just in front of us.
A short time later,
we heard from far behind us someone yell, "Hey Fred!"
The nervous
young man jumped up and scanned the crowd. Apparently seeing no one he knew,
he sat back down.
A few moments later, we heard some behind us yell,
"Hey Fred!"
Again the young man jumped up and scanned the crowd. Still
seeing no one he knew, he uneasily sat back down.
After several rounds
of this, the man began mumbling to himself. After each additional time, the
mumbling became more frantic.
Finally, hearing again the call of "Hey
Fred!", the man leapt to his feet and screamed to the crowd, "DARNIT, MY
NAME'S NOT FRED!!!"
[Mother Shiptons Prophecy] [Poetry]
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