Scene: It's Super Bowl Sunday. I am at home; I flip on the TV to see if my favorite show has started. I poke my head in the boyfriend's room.
Me: "How many parts in a football game?"
Boyfriend: "Four quarters."
Me: "Dang. I guess House won't be on for a while."
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You aren't the only one. The conversation at my place went something like this.
Me: "Headlines say the Giants won. Where are they from?"
Husband: "San Francisco."
Me: "I think those are the wrong Giants..."
Oh, and I like House too :)
there were babies to squish on and play with during the majority of the game. i got to watch the best part of the game (happily) when it really started...the last four minutes.
sciencegirl: I had to look it up. I thought the Giants were from San Francisco.
shannon: hooray for squishy babies!
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