Football is basically this, right? But without the singing and the major character death? |
Me: Are they at home?
Billy: ...
Me: That means something different for you than it does for me, doesn't it?
Billy: Yeah. They're in Austin.
Me: Great, so they're at home.
Billy: No, they're not.
But it gets better, because when he got up to go refill his drink or whatever, I said, "Oh, is it intermission already?" and without even blinking, he said, "Yep." Y'all, I make a lot of fun of my brother, because as his older sister it is my sacred duty, but he really is a treasure. It wasn't until much later that night when I mentioned that I appreciate his ability to translate Su-speak into English that he said, "Oh, you mean like when you called halftime 'intermission'?"
Yes. Exactly like that.
Speaking of people who are treasures. Thanks for putting it into my language, Tony Awards. (Some bright spark on Instagram said this is demeaning and insulting. To be clear: that's only true if you're actively looking to be demeaned or insulted. Have a laugh, would you please.) |
Enjoy the game, y'all. I still don't even know who's playing. (Don't tell me. I treasure my ignorance.)
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I love you exactly the way you are!
Likewise, my friend!
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