I am like, against football. Every superbowl, I go downstairs and pretend the world of muscled losers doesn't exist. I didn't even know who was playing until today. And even after that, I don't think I could tell you who they were. The steelers and the... daffodils? dolphins? Don't remember. Something like that. No offense or anything. I mean, my uncle is a football coach. And I still think it's weird.
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