This old A&J from 2011 was based on a semi-true story. My young bride Rheta and I were married in the morning, on a Friday no less. The entire ceremony was a weird but sweet affair. Maybe I’ll give you the longer version another day. It was a small ceremony, attended by immediate family and close friends who were coming whether we liked it or not. After the deed was done, Rheta and I left for a brief honeymoon on St. Simons Island, Georgia. The wedding party went back to the Holiday Inn at Callaway Gardens for a late breakfast. Before we all parted, our friend David Housel slipped me a bottle of “cold duck,” a gift for the wedding night. (Rheta’s mother’s reaction was, “I thought he was a nice man!”) That night, in the tiny bathroom of the Queen’s Court Motel on St. Simons, I set about opening David’s gift. I had no experience with sparkling wine. That is a whopping understatement, but I don’t know how to say it any better. I unwrapped the cork and tugged at it. It actually was a plastic knob. It wouldn’t budge. I put the bottle between my legs and pulled. Nothing. Finally, I placed my thumbnails under the edge of the thing and began to work it upward. It didn’t take much. I want to say it came out like an Atlas missile, or a bottle rocket, but the muzzle velocity was much greater than that. No, it did not hit me in the eye, but only luck prevented it. Shaken, we drank to our future. The night got much better after that.
Cold Duck!
By Jimmy Johnson
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17 responses to “Cold Duck!”
I’ve had enough fun with soft drink bottles overflowing under minimal pressure. I’d hate to be walloped by a plastic cork.
On our wedding night we set off the smoke alarm in the hotel! Happy weekend everyone!
I’ve been married 37 years and my wife has a rule. If I EVER pop the cork on a champagne, she HAS to be in another room….Heck if I open a tube of biscuits, she goes into another room. But the wildest ride that I go on at an Amusement park? Splash Mountain. Meanwhile she finds some one who will go on the fastest steepest roller coaster.
Both of our teams are still in the tourney (Auburn & Purdue). In the pre-game layup drill, out best defensive player slipped and twisted his ankle. Shrieks of “Here we GO again!” echoed throughout our house. But some somehow we survived and advance and the player end up playing 10 minutes in the 2nd half. But they’ll figure out a way to blow it!
Auburn and Purdue have a lot in common, I think. I mean, they’re both engineering schools, right?
And their names. Practically no one knows which state they are located in!
For some reason, many people think Auburn is in South Carolina.
I believe that there are some members of the media in Indiana that cannot locate Purdue. I’ve been told that Purdue is some school “out east somewhere”.
Most are surprised when I say that I pay 100% of my college expenses (in four years) without any assistance from my parents. They assume that because it does not have Indiana or “State” in it’s name that it is a private school.
Of course I kid them that when I attended we used chickens and soybean futures to barter with the admissions department.
War Eagle and Boiler Up
“paid”
Whoops. One more. I just mentioned our conversation with a co-worker and asked him where Auburn is. He said Georgia….I started laughing hysterically. We looked it up on a map and realized that it about 30 miles (?) away so he said he was close. I told him to say that to an Auburn grad.
Oh yeah if someone ever tells you that something is better than sex….They are doing it wrong.
I got my bottle open with no particular trouble. But then I made the mistake of reinserting the plastic cork back into the bottle (with some effort). Around 3 or 4 a.m., it let loose like a small howitzer and woke us both from a sound sleep!
As usual we’re watching both NCAA tournaments. Three Florida schools (UCF, FSU, Florida) are in the NCAA men’s tournament – that’s nice. FIVE Florida schools (UCF, FSU, Florida Gulf Coast, Miami, Bethune Cookman) are in the women’s tournament – even better!
What’s not so good: the women’s bracket is set up so that the best case scenario is that only two of those schools can get past the second round. (That’s the real rather than fantasy best case – not much chance Bethune Cookman will beat Notre Dame.) Also, the Orlando Sentinel’s Top TV list puts their games at the bottom of the page, well below men’s and women’s college hockey, not exactly a big local sport. Guess my next post should be on their Ticked Off page 🙂
We carried a bottle of Sparkling Wine on our honeymoon –
Kept getting ice to keep it cool in Aug. – finally opened it on our
1st Anniversary, 49YA
Old Bear, and Mama Bear, does this mean you will soon be celebrating your Fiftieth Anniversary? Good for you!
I thought she was scared because of what was going to happen that night!!
Here’s a comment that I should have posted on the previous retro comic:
Jiffy Pop.
Charlotte
Yes