I couldn't decide which would be worse - two weeks of all superbowl, all the time, or the wailing and gnashing of teeth if "we" would have lost yesterday. (BT keeps saying that "we" are going to the superbowl and I know full well that "we" are going no further than our couch.)
I guess I've had plenty of experience with the one, so now it's time to experience the other.
(No beer on the new couch, BT!)
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