...and I don't mean the Falcons, they actually won...I mean the Eskijokes. But it begs the question: Do you ever wish you weren't a sports fan? Or maybe not so hardcore? Do you ever stress out when your teams is losing? It can't be undone, it's far too ingrained in my psyche, but sometimes I wish I wasn't such a fan because the stress levels in my life would plummet. Seriously. It's worth being hardcore when your team wins, but it's really hard when they lose. It usually takes me a few hours to remember "It's just a GAME".
Anyway, it must have been hard for poor Weeds to sit there and take it, sober as a judge. By the way, lady, as of the time I wrote this, your beer is still sitting next to the couch, waiting for you to drink it...
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Then Gergory comes home today and pulls out the sports page of The Journal and taunts me with it. Grrrrr....
My anger made me rather focused last night, so I actually got a lot accomplished. If I had been as drunk as you I would have wollowed in it all night. Thanks for drinking enough for both of us there, Piss Tank.
I wonder how long that Ricker's Red would sit there if you just left it?
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