Atlanta Snowmageddon 2014: Still Wreaking Havoc
Yesterday we went to the Braves game. It was a bobblehead game and Mr. Yoy has quite the collection of bobblehead dolls, including one of himself. The plan was to arrive early, as only the first 20,000 fans in the door will receive a bobblehead. Unfortunately, Mr. Yoy grossly underestimated the time it would take to drive there, park, and walk in with two little guys in tow. The bobbleheads were gone. Had been gone since 3PM. Current time was 3:50. The Yoys were upset as Mr. Yoy had talked up these bobblehead dolls. They had no idea what they were but they were disappointed with a capital D. But they recovered well and the CFA milkshakes seemed to assuage their feelings of sadness and deprivation. But not Mr. Yoy. He was devastated. He looked around at the families of 5, 6, 7 people all carrying around the bobblehead dolls. He schemed up ways to get one. WE COULD WAIT UNTIL EVERYONE IS REALLY DRUNK AND HOPE THEY LEAVE THEIR DOLL UNDERNEATH THEIR SEAT. MAYBE THAT GUY