GAMECOCK_FAN
09-14-2005, 09:16 AM
One day, while driving along and thinking about how much I loved The Gamecocks, I saw a priest. I thought I would do a good deed, so I pulled over and asked the priest, "Where are you going, Father?"
"I'm going to say mass at Our Lady of the Hills Church, about two miles down the road," replied the priest.
"Climb in, Father. I'll give you a lift."
The priest climbed into the rear passenger seat, and we continued down the road. Suddenly, I saw a Bama fan walking down the road, with an "RTR" shirt on, and to have a little fun, I instinctively swerved as if to hit him.
But, as usual, I swerved back into the road just in time. Even though I was certain that I had missed the guy, I still heard a loud thump. Not understanding where the noise came from, I glanced in my mirrors, but still didn't see anything. I then remembered the priest riding with me. I turned to him and said, "Sorry, Father. I almost hit that Bama fan."
"That's OK," replied the priest, "I got him with the door!"
"I'm going to say mass at Our Lady of the Hills Church, about two miles down the road," replied the priest.
"Climb in, Father. I'll give you a lift."
The priest climbed into the rear passenger seat, and we continued down the road. Suddenly, I saw a Bama fan walking down the road, with an "RTR" shirt on, and to have a little fun, I instinctively swerved as if to hit him.
But, as usual, I swerved back into the road just in time. Even though I was certain that I had missed the guy, I still heard a loud thump. Not understanding where the noise came from, I glanced in my mirrors, but still didn't see anything. I then remembered the priest riding with me. I turned to him and said, "Sorry, Father. I almost hit that Bama fan."
"That's OK," replied the priest, "I got him with the door!"