You Want Me To Start? Start What? Where Am I?
Wednesday, September 24th, 2008
I don’t know. I think you got the wrong guy. Are you sure? Maybe there’s another Trent Green at this resort. I mean, if I wasn’t wearing this name tag I wouldn’t even know my name was Trent. I thought I was a Raymond. Maybe there was a misunderstanding.
I was just here enjoying the day with… what’s your name? Brenda! And…what’s your name? Alicia! And you show up out of nowhere saying you want me to quarterback your football team? Who does that?
Why do people keep saying I’m a football player? I don’t remember doing that. Just the other day, Troy Aikman stopped by to tell me he knows how I feel. What does that mean? I’m not gay.
Anyway, it was very kind of you to offer but I wouldn’t know where to begin. Stop by the concierge. Hopefully they can clear things up for you. And here, try a shrimp puff, they’re outstanding.
Say.
What team did you say you’re with again?
The Rams?
Rams.
Hmmmmmm.
Rrrrraaaaammmmsss.
Nope. Drawing a blank. Take care, friend!







