Well, WAKA made the news again. From the article in Sunday's Washington Post:
One need only stage a clumsy slide into first base, thus hitting the attractive member of the opposite sex playing said base, and one will hopefully get to first base with the aforementioned person that night or later that season.
The drinking part has a lot to do with people joining...Everybody is pretty much a lush.
Humans have been randomly hooking up ever since a caveman named Bud brewed the first beer. Thus, the mating dance that began on the kickball field continues at the "flip cup" table if everything goes according to plan.
Sound like anyone we know?
Posted by Mike at November 6, 2005 05:12 PMOr, in my case, since getting to first base is a rarity (on the fields fellas, this ain't the punchline yet), you can always just play outfield and maximaze ass-staring time. Now you know why Ricky plays center field.
Posted by: Rick at November 7, 2005 12:14 AM