The Super Bowl is always a blast. The Stalker's and Renne's always get together and drink, eat, gamble, and celebrate Shemp's birthday. We were never sure the exact date of his b-day but we figured Super Bowl Sunday was a good day. On this particular day our front lawn was a sheet of ice(I totally don't even know what that looks like anymore). We had this trick where we threw a treat down the lawn for Shemp to get. Our front lawn is a slight hill, mind you. So Shemp would run after it only to slide down the lawn, it was funny. My dad decided to show the trick off to everyone who was over for the party. This time Shemp slide all the way down to the street as a car was coming. This car had to of been going about 40 mph and missed Shemp by inches. The dude was probally drunk and didn't even see Shemp since he's a black dog and it was dark outside. Needless to say we never did that trick again and Shemp survived another b-day.
