Personally I sympathize with Tom because something very similar happened to me. See, these women came forward and told my wife that I have been having affairs with them. They said that the texts (some allegedly with pictures) on my phone will prove it. Total lies, of course. So my wife confronts me and demands to see my phone so she can check the texts. Obviously as I am innocent I have no problem with that but while looking her straight in the eye, denying it, and declaring my undying love for her, I accidentally drop my phone. No big deal. I bend over to pick it up, and accidentally crush it with my heel. I am so frustrated, that without thinking, I kick the smashed phone full force into the wall, and underneath the refrigerator.
Still declaring my innocence (and my undying love), I seek to retrieve the phone from underneath the refrigerator, but I can’t get to it as the refrigerator is inconveniently wedged between the built-in cabinets and the wall in a very narrow space. I am able to pull the refrigerator out a bit from the wall so there is a space there and I can see the phone, but still can’t reach it. By now, I am frantic to prove my innocence, so I run to the garage (still declaring my undying love) to get a tool long enough to try to get to the phone. In my haste, I grab for the first tool that looks like it will do the trick, a sledge hammer. I rush into the kitchen in front of my sobbing wife (all the while declaring my undying love for her) and make several attempts to get to the phone with the sledge hammer.
To my chagrin, my effort to pin the phone with the sledge hammer and slide it up the wall was a failure. I only succeed in smashing the phone with forty seven consecutive blows to the face of it. Realizing that I may have utilized the wrong implement, I rush back to the garage (declaring my undying love for my wife between frantic, halted breaths) and come back to the kitchen with a pick-axe. This was a much better choice because after twenty six, full frontal blows to the face of the phone, I am finally able to impale and retrieve it.
Unfortunately as I begin to hand it to my wife to finally prove my innocence I quite clumsily drop it in a moving blender. Well it throws up sparks and starts to smoke so the only way to stop that was to pour water all over it so it didn't catch on fire. Then I was finally able to get to the phone and give it to my wife to demonstrate my complete innocence and my undying love for her.
Sadly, for some unknown reason, the phone had been rendered inoperable. To make matters worse, Verizon said that they suspect that the damage to it was not accidental, and that I will not be getting a free replacement phone under my maintenance plan. Fortunately, I have a very understanding wife who, like Patriots fans, believes me even in the midst of these vicious and false accusations against me.
So I can totally understand what Tom Brady is going through.
May I forward this work of art to some Putriot fans? Thank you in advance!
By all means.
"Well written!: "Amazing" "Awesome" "He put in a lot of work!" Everyone loved it....well except the Brady butt sniffers. One guy said he would save it just in case he needs it in the future. A little too late for him though. He is already divorced....LOL
GOOD WORK!