ohiohusker
Special Teams Player
Husker fans are loyal!
We Husker fans amuse ourselves by scaring every Colorado fan we
see strutting down the street, with that obnoxious Black & Gold "CU"
on their shirt and/or hat. We would swerve our vehicles as if to hit
them, and then swerve back just missing them.
One day, while driving along, 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 2 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 Colorado fan walking down the road, with that
"CU" shirt on, and 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 thud. Not
understanding where the noise came from, I glanced in my mirrors, but
still didn't see anything. I then remembered the priest. I turned to him and said , " Sorry
Father, I almost hit that Colorado fan." "That's OK," replied the priest,
"I got him with the door!"
GO BIG RED!
We Husker fans amuse ourselves by scaring every Colorado fan we
see strutting down the street, with that obnoxious Black & Gold "CU"
on their shirt and/or hat. We would swerve our vehicles as if to hit
them, and then swerve back just missing them.
One day, while driving along, 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 2 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 Colorado fan walking down the road, with that
"CU" shirt on, and 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 thud. Not
understanding where the noise came from, I glanced in my mirrors, but
still didn't see anything. I then remembered the priest. I turned to him and said , " Sorry
Father, I almost hit that Colorado fan." "That's OK," replied the priest,
"I got him with the door!"
GO BIG RED!
