Tonight over ribs, mashed potatoes, nachos, macaroni, chicken wings, cake and pie we had what is possibly the most offensive, insensitive and un-politically correct argument.
I know you've all had it.
Which is worse: Breast Cancer or Prostate cancer.
In this type of argument, everyone looses. But you have to participate. Everything you say makes you look like a jerk, even when you're right.
Here is the description of prostate cancer:
Prostate cancer starts in the prostate gland, which is part of the male reproductive system. It is the size of a walnut and surrounds the urethra just below the bladder.
This is a terrible argument, so I won't say which side I was on. But if you're in seven guys with a painful extra walnut down under, I salute you.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
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1 comment:
yikes, that is bad table talk.
I prefer comparative conversation but you should never talk religion, politics, or cancer and expect to have a happy night.
i miss talking with you - Lets play and discuss more smiley superficial topics when school lets up
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