Conversation at the bar on Sunday sometime around 10:45 a.m.
Guy watching the Bucs/Chargers game: HOLDING! That's HOLDING! Jesus Ref, you're not going to call that? He was so close they were practically making love! He was FUCKING him!!!!
Me: Um, there's a difference between making love and fucking...
Guy: Yeah. You're not SORE AFTER MAKING LOVE.
There's just something poetic in the hearing the truth screamed at you across a bar full of men watching football and drinking beer.
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And I feel I must add this IM conversation that occurred while I was writing this post:
daisy: so there's fucking and there's making love. anything else?
maura: you mean in life?
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Happy Holidays!
