Saturday, May 23, 2009

Poopiedoos!


A bunch of my friends and I were in Florida on vacation in June one year when one of my friends, whose name is being changed to protect his identity so we will call him Ben, starts spouting off a whole rambling of sentences about some subject which is now long forgotten. He litterally talked for about five minues without pause.

There is something you should know about Ben. He can't talk very well. Sounds a bit like Mush Mouth from Fat Alber and the Cosby Kids. You can't understand a word he says.

The really funny thing is, if you have a speaker he can talk through he sounds perfectly clear. Case in point, drive thru windows. If you are inside and hear him order he sounds normal. Another case in point, a bounch of us were going on a trip to Windsor for a bachelor party and we had two walkie talkies with us, one for each car. Nobody could understand each other on those things. Till Ben spoke, that came through crystal clear. Everybody in my car was like "Who was that?" and he answered "It's Ben" and that is when the light bulb went on over all of our heads.

Back to the original subject, namely poopiedoos. So Ben spouts off for a while and at long last he stops looking at us as if we should respond. Nobody understood what he said and so I was the first to reply "All I heard was 'Poopiedoos'". Now you know where the word came from.

During COD I have a bind that says that magical word. I use it instead of cussing because that is not nice. An example would be coming around a corner, getting popped in the head by Tom Steel with a MP44 and I hit the bind "POOPIEDOOS!"

Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.


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