Touchdown Jesus
Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life.
Doug Flutie’s NFL dropkick
Red Sox Bill Buckner’s 1986 World Series error.
oops!
Uh oh…
…don’t let the rain come down. My roof’s got a hole in it and I might drown.
I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in…
It was raining hard, but the fiddler didn’t care,
He sawed away at the popular air,
Tho’ his rooftree leaked like a waterfall,
That didn’t seem to bother the man at all.
A traveler was riding by that day,
And stopped to hear him a-practicing away;
The cabin was a-float and his feet were wet,
But still the old man didn’t seem to fret.
So the stranger said “Now the way it seems to me,
You’d better mend your roof,” said he.
But the old man said as he played away,
“I couldn’t mend it now, it’s a rainy day.”
The traveler replied, “That’s all quite true,
But this, I think, is the thing to do;
Get busy on a day that is fair and bright,
Then patch the old roof till it’s good and tight.”
But the old man kept on a-playing at his reel,
And tapped the ground with his leathery heel.
“Get along,” said he, “for you give me a pain;
My cabin never leaks when it doesn’t rain.”
The Fiddler on the Roof
If you fiddle with it too much, you’ll go blind.
Or “I’ll just sit in the dark.”
Is that you, Sheldon?
Knock Knock
“What knockers!”
Werewolf!
There, wolf.
What the hell are you doing in the bathroom day and night? Why don’t you get out of there and give someone else a chance?
I ain’t got nobody!