First, a short ode to athletes who love reality shows girls.
Thank you.
Without your love and support, I wouldn’t be able to watch shows like “Keeping up with the Kardashians” or “Kendra.” At least not while Mike is awake. ..Or still not blind and deaf.
You see, it’s those rare athletes who, for some reason, choose to marry these “celebrities” and who make occasional appearances on their shows that allow me to watch without constant comments like “isn’t there anything else on?” or “I will poke my eye out if we have to watch this again” or “seriously, I’m getting a sharpened pencil…”
So, thank you.
Now, if only we can get one to fall in love with Tyra Banks…or one of the Bad Girls…
On another note, I noticed this sticker on the paper towel dispenser in the bathroom here at work.
You know what? If there’s an emergency in the bathroom that requires more paper towels and in-a-hurry; I promise you I won’t be hanging around long enough to utilize those emergency towels.
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