Dat was a good sundae. You gotta thank da person in dat spot. Now as fah da guy on line, I don't remember dat.
Speaking of that, Woody's got cash to burn - how about some Fatty urinal cakes in all of the pissers in the New Meadowlands Stadium?
LMAO. Waitaseknd! Waitasenknd! I know dat's you tink you know what happened in dat pahlah, but I'm gonna tell ya da facts and den yer gonna apologize ta me. Dat girl who made my sunday's was pehfahmin outta her mind. Da previous week she's takin' a pre-algebra final and den heah summa vacation stahts, she gets rite ta work, and den she's makin' me a hall of fame sunday, wit da extra whipped cream and da oreo toppins dat I love. Ah you kiddin' me? She's awl wooorld! Ok, and if ya tink I'm gonna give dis Section 336 guy - who, by da way, was very rood ta me - inna Jets hat, no less, da time of dey when I'm in da presence of dis kinda greatness behind da counta in da ice cream pahlah, ya lawst! I can't help ya. I wuz in da old Yankee Stadium when Mantle hit da ball 565 feet and I've met dat pony Secretariat. I wuz in da Gahden when Willis Reed came back on da flawh after bein' injured. I know greatness, and dis fawteen yeah old was great at scoopin' da Rocky Road. Back afta dis.
"Dat Sundae wuz on da MOON compaad to anyting Tawm Caahrvel had evuh done. All Tawm Caahrvel dus is tawk and tawk and tawk. Theeruh tawkas and theeruh walkas. Dat girl was like bing to da scoop, bang to da tub of ice scream, boom to da fudge, and bap to the cherrry on top, and Tawm Caaahvel is still not done tawking about himself and Cookie Puss on his self promoting commercials! If you can't undastand dis you awr lawst, LAWST! And theyuhs no helping you. "Back afta dis."
Scooping that triple-double fudge deluxe I awded was a soupa-youman effit on the part of dat young lady. Da least I could do wuz tank huh, I'm a class act I yam.
LOL. Da late Tahm Cahhvel in da 1970s wuz always tawkin' on da TV about how "Wednezday is Sunday at Cahhvell!" Ahh ya lawst! Dat's impassable! Wednezday is Wednezday! Mink get me da calhenda! I'll prove it!
Cakes: Mike, that supposed 565-footer by Mantle was not hit in Yankee Stadium. It was hit in Griffith Stadium in Washington, D.C. Mike: Waitasecond. Well, waitasecond here. Dat homa was hit in Yankee Stadium. I was dare. Mink, it was in Yankee Stadium, right? Minko: Yes, I believe you're right, Mike. Mike: It was in Yankee Stadium. It was hit off Chuck Stobbs. I rememba it. I was in da buildin'.
Cakes, that's funny because when I was a kid either my grandfather or my father told me the "ball hit off the facade of Yankee stadium." Here's an interesting read about the actual distance Mantle's ball would have traveled (probably not 565 feet but don't tell Fatcesa): http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/news?slug=jp-mantlehomer041708
So truth be told if Fatty can't have it his way he is going to take his micraphone and go home. What a fat piece of crap.
I love how when someone asked him why the Jets avoid him, he ORGINALLY said that the Jets have an agreement to completely block WFAN. But then someone brought up that the Jets are sometimes on other shows on WFAN and he quickly changed his story to that they only avoid him because of the agreement.
It's to bad that Jet fans will never be able to sound off on his show... we should all call in to the other shows with thanks and praise for the great Jets coverage. WFAN will get the point.
