Hard to think that next year I won't be able to get drunk and cuss during the Superbowl. Odds are Josie will be disturbing my viewing. And she's going to be too small to be able to bring me nachos let alone mix up guacamole for all of us. Plus she won't even care about the point spread. and if I have to go to the bathroom, she won't be able to tell me what plays I missed. plus she'll welsh out on any bets with that, "I'm a baby" excuse.
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