Football

We're at Lambeau Field having a great time. We got there well before sunrise to hold our spot using those orange cones we stole to set up a perimeter for our world's famous Deaf tailgate party. Security receives complaints that we grabbed the prime spot and holding unto them until all of our Deaf friends arrives. We'll defend our territory at all costs no matter what and they ain't going to argue with us Deafies anyway. We're expecting about a hundred, that includes freeloaders without tickets who bought in their own flat screens to hook up to a ESPN truck, getting live NFL broadcast without their knowledge. It's starting to snow so fire up those grills and marinate those steaks. The Deafies are arriving, popping up their beer, and setting up the table with their own homemade cuisines to share. The kids are  off with their mothers on a rustic tour of the fall foliage in the countryside. Today the Packers taking on the Bears, our bitter rival. We got on our cheeseheads but there is a few Bears fans among us, they are welcome but I can't guarantee their safety with the unruly mob we have here. 

Let's gather around the fire and chow down, it's Deaf time as we chat away. 

Chatting trying to keep ourselves sober

Hours passed by and we are still chatting.

It's getting darker, laughing off those Deaf jokes, sharing the latest gossips, and the skies are full of memories of our lives growing up with all these friends with us today. 

Hours passed by and we are still chatting.

People are staring at us as they  pass by, giving us that strange look.

Hours passed by and we are still chatting.

The moon is up and the stadium floodlights goes off.

Hours passed by and we are still chatting.

One Deaf just got back after taking a pee, asking us "Where is everybody?"

I told him that "we're all here, why you asked?"

"The lot is empty."

Hours passed by and we are still chatting, not realizing they missed the game nor knowing who won.

It doesn't matter, hours passed by and we are still chatting.

Their wives awaking, sending the kids of to school, we weren't there for breakfast so they assume we are at work.

Hours passed by and we are still chatting.