last night at fubar watching the stanley cup finals, game 2, ottawa senators at anaheim ducks...
dean: why are they called the senators? are there senators in ottawa?
rye: yeah...
kev: ummm, dean, it's only the provincial capital.
bread: i think you're wrong there kev, it's the national capital!
rye: yeah, the national, kev. jesus!
kev: oh, right.
bread: what's wrong with you?
kev: i meant to say national, it just came out wrong!
dean: that's ok , kev. i know, i know, here lemme buy you another beer...
kev: no, no, this one's good, i wouldn't want it to get jealous.
rye: we have parliament and the senate in ottawa, dean.
dean: ok, then. makes sense.
rye: remember the old washington baseball team, the senators?
dean: oh, yeah.
rye: they became the rangers? maybe?
dean: they've got a new team there now.
rye: yeah, the nationals.
bread: they suck!
dean: do they? the nats?
rye: yeah, the nats. i always thought they should have been called the monuments.
dean: yeah, but when you think about sports teams' names, they're usually something that moves, you know?
rye: yeah, i guess you're right. we're the monuments! ha! ha!
dean: we stand straight and tall. we don't move! ha!
rye: hit it to me! hit it to me!
later...
bread: hey, do you guys have scouts in canada? were you guys boy scouts?
kev raises his hand.
rye: i never made it past cub scouts.
bread: what was the highest attainable level? like we have eagle scout as the highest.
kev: umm...
rye: beaver scout! right kev?
kev: oh yeaaah! beaver scout! you had to gnaw down a tree to graduate! hee-hee-hee!
rye: i heard they made you an honorary member, brett!
bread: heh! oh canadia! go ducks! quack! quack!
dean: quack! quack!
crowd: boooo! boooooooo! yanks! go home!
bread: i am tomorrow! quack! quack!
kev: hee-hee-hee-hee-ha!
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