Showing posts with label Basketball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Basketball. Show all posts
Monday, November 26, 2012
Sunday, February 13, 2011
The Rear Window (of Section 17, Row 21)
At the Jazz game the other night, the guy sitting next to Tim (middle aged, ugly like a bridge troll) has binoculars around his neck.
But he never used them except when the cheerleaders came out to do a routine.
The guy's wife didn't seem to care at all.
But he never used them except when the cheerleaders came out to do a routine.
The guy's wife didn't seem to care at all.
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