To this day, I still feel totally stupid.
So about two years or so ago I'm at a bar with three friends watching "Monday Night Football." It's a typical sports bar, complete with cheap wings, beer specials and cute, flirty waitresses.
The waitress, as required by sports bar law, is wearing a tight T-shirt and is really touchy-feely, especially with me. At some point during halftime, she tells me she is a fan. Since she works at the sports bar, ESPN is on all the ...
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