Yuck! Going to the Giants’ game
If it wasn’t bad enough that I had to watch the Giants beat my Buccaneers and then my Cowboys on the way to their Super Bowl win or that I had to endure watching that game surrounded by the most obnoxious bar crowd (the bartender literally sprayed the crowd with water, they were so out of control. But at least I met Jessica that night), now Kim tells me she was given tickets to a Giants’ game. And not a…
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