I was talking to my brother Friday evening, trying to talk him into watching the potentially historic Belmont on Saturday afternoon, to see if Big Brown might win the Triple Crown. Achmed was not interested.
“First of all,” he said, “I have no interest in rooting for a horse whose name derives from the two most obvious physical characteristics the horse has. Secondly…”
“Achmed,” I interrupted, “you have it all wrong. You see, the owner of the horse is into anal play and…”
“Shut up!” Achmed exclaimed. “You had me at analo.”
( Get it? It’s a combination of “anal” and “hello,” from Jerry McGuire. Zheesh. Do I have to explain everything to you?)
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