Sunday afternoons I spend, yes, watching football. Sundays are quite fun in that the gals and 1 guy, yep we allow 1 husband to join I mean it is his house also, get together and watch the games, make some dinner and actually talk football. TM, the one guy, loves having his harem over to watch the game and admits, we really do know something. The most fun he has is on Mondays at the water cooler spouting off about "Yeah, my ladies were over watchin' the game...."
Now, being gals, we do throw in a little chick talk. For instance, I cannot stand Bill Belichick and his lame sweatshirts. He always cuts the sleeves off his sweatshirts, even if he is going to wear a long sleeve tee under it, nope, sleeves must be cut. Sometimes he rolls them as in this past Sunday, sometimes no, they flap in the wind. This is just bad football fashion. Of course, this is the part where TM rolls his eyes and just laughs. Hey, we might love football but we are still fashion conscious chicks.
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