Let's talk Favre-ball....

There is a lot of buzz in the office today about Brett Favre's decision not to come out of retirement and play for the Vikings. Anyone who knows me knows that this news ranks right up there with the US beating the Commie's (I still get chills hearing that call) in the Miracle on Ice, coming home with a moderate jaguar on for the first time and my parents not knowing, and "talking" my way out of a speeding ticket on my way to my best friend's bachelor party.

All this got me thinking of things that are as rad, or radder, than God taking a huge steaming shit on the state of Minnesota in the form of Brett Favre essentially saying he'd rather mow the lawn for the rest of his life than play for the Vikings. Behold.

-Having the two words "Not Guilty" apply directly to you
-A monster dump leaving you with minimal wipeage (a "clean break")
-Packers Super Bowl win (in our sights...)
-Ordering a 6 piece McNugget's, and opening it up to find a seventh nugget
-Being thrown off a cruise liner, only to be rescued by the Playboy Coast Guard
-Being the dude that farts all day at work, but when confronted about being the culprit, you have the ability to be cool and not start laughing hysterically... thus keeping your guise in full effect
-Pizza
-You're checking out this girl at the bar and you approach her, only to have her boyfriend (brock lesnar) come out of the bathroom ten minutes later. Terrified, you need a second to think, so you grab a snickers (naturally). He calls you out on your nougat fixation and says "that's not how a man eats a snickers" and proceeds to eat his own, manlyily. He then chokes and dies in his haste, only to leave his hot girlfriend boyfriendless. All your blog happy friends happen to be at the bar and report the situation on all the blogs in the blogosphere, while you reign supreme.
-Peeing in a trough
-The "Oh, well that explains it" affect of finding out your cousin was adopted
-When you get the wrong change back and the difference is in your favor
-Finding .50 in your car seat when the only thing in the world you want is a Diet Coke from the work vending machine
-The Loop happy hour, or more specifically, 5 pints and amazing chicken fingers for $13

I'm sure I'm missing something. Tell me, what is equivocally rad in your book?

*Big up's to dus and Max for the creative assistance.