Sometimes, after a long day at work, when my brain has checked out of any type of organized labor, and in a giant cloud of exhaust I collapse on to my couch and turn on good old ESPN to help nurse me back into good health and consciousness, I find that they're broadcasting the World Series of Poker, and in the middle of tossing a kitchen stool through my 42" LED screen, I ask myself in a rage, "Who in this cursed world thinks that playing cards is a sport?!"
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