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I actually find Superbowl Day to be worse than Valentine's Day. Love is always largely about luck anyway. But there is no reason not to be interested in what may be America's greatest sporting event, even hearing neighbors up and down the street shouting and ooohing and ahhhing. It's like helping the terrorists to win, heh.
Then, when Monk tunes in during his reading break, instead of listening to Elvis or love songs, hoping against hope to catch a sexy commercial, he sees a soda can starring in a run of the celebrated ads. Yeah, that's much better than boobs.
Well, I guess it is not utterly unreasonable to try to keep this as a family day, something for the kids, and something not to needlessly aggravate the women. After all, one can catch the game at topless joints and have it all, so to speak. But it does go to show that the best things in life aren't free.
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I actually find Superbowl Day to be worse than Valentine's Day. Love is always largely about luck anyway. But there is no reason not to be interested in what may be America's greatest sporting event, even hearing neighbors up and down the street shouting and ooohing and ahhhing. It's like helping the terrorists to win, heh.
Then, when Monk tunes in during his reading break, instead of listening to Elvis or love songs, hoping against hope to catch a sexy commercial, he sees a soda can starring in a run of the celebrated ads. Yeah, that's much better than boobs.
Well, I guess it is not utterly unreasonable to try to keep this as a family day, something for the kids, and something not to needlessly aggravate the women. After all, one can catch the game at topless joints and have it all, so to speak. But it does go to show that the best things in life aren't free.
