Stuart and I hosted Kate and Conrad today, offering a mean bowl of chili with all the fixins as a trade for their football-watching company. And of course, by football-watching company, I mean a crash course in what exactly a down is, illegal tackling (apparently only strangling someone really runs you afoul of the refs), and all the other ways that football is like trench warfare.
HIGHLY enjoyable trench warfare, mind. I think I finally like football! Stranger things have happened.
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