Sunday, February 15, 2009

Pogs?

So I was lying on the couch today and I realized that the greatest game I had ever played was Pogs. Yes, pogs. I could not tell you how many pogs I had, or even when the phenomena started, but Jesus Christ pogs are the tits. I remember playing them at recess on the blacktop at Ephesus Elementary school. But there were always two key rules you had to keep in mind. First, what type of slammer was one allowed to play with. A plastic, bitch move slammer or a metal, two inch, pussy popping, lord of the flies, flipping pogs mother fucker slammer. And the second most important rule is do you play for fun or for keeps?

I play for keeps.

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