We watch it.
We eat to it.
We listen to it on the radio.
We play it.
We act it out in the living room.
And we coerce our Uncle Brad in his pajamas to play it in the side yard during lunch.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
It Never Ends
In our house, that is whatever house we are in at the moment, and in our family, extended and nuclear, the game of football permeates all boundaries.
We watch it.
We eat to it.
We listen to it on the radio.
We play it.
We act it out in the living room.
And we coerce our Uncle Brad in his pajamas to play it in the side yard during lunch.
We watch it.
We eat to it.
We listen to it on the radio.
We play it.
We act it out in the living room.
And we coerce our Uncle Brad in his pajamas to play it in the side yard during lunch.
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Has Uncle Brad changed clothes since he got home? Seriously.
Seriously. No he didn't.
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