I love how the only consistent argument for enjoying sports is some version of "if you don't like sports, nobody will like you." It makes me feel like a vastly superior social being, as I somehow manage to have friends without ever relying upon sports in any way.Dingus McBadger wrote:
That's why you go to restaurants and movies alone. Nobody calls you on weekends. And you wear size 48 wasted pants.
Also, wasted pants? Is that some newfangled fashion statement? I hope you weren't trying to say "waisted," because your use of the word 'size' would render any further modifier redundant. Ok I'm done ruling all of the fools on this thread.
