My brother needed someone to go to the Texans game yesterday, so he gave me a call. Everyone knows how much I like watching sports, but Hermano de Pertardo Jorge figured I might like it. I also thought that I might, and even if I didn't it would be good to hang out with my brother.
But as it turns out it was fun watching the game (mainly because Houston beat Detroit 28-21). It was also cool just watching and talking with the fans. The scenery was excellent as well; there were of course the cheerleaders (whose teeny tiny shorts and Wonder-Woman boots were about to give me a heart attack), but even just walking around the stadium was good for the circulation.
Anywho, I think I'm actually interested enough in watching the game next week, or at least finding out what the score is.
Monday, October 20, 2008
You guys would be so proud of me.
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Did I just read that last sentence correctly?
BTW, checking out the score doesn't help with "circulation."
That might be my new saying for my wife. "Hey babe, I got good circulation. Wanna see?"
Yep, between the cheerleaders and some of the fans, I don't even need my Viagra anymore.
I'm just kidding. I don't take Viagra.
I take the generic Viagra. It's called Mycoxaflopin.
Recently looking for fashion advice and now an interest in football? Something must be afoot. Who is this woman you've been hiding from us?
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