Lil brother's football schedule is gonna be the death of me... When will it ever end?!? UNCLE! I can't take it anymore. Keeping the jersey washed... loosing not one but TWO mouth guards... fighting the WAL-MART crowds to buy a third one...forgetting it was my turn for snacks and going back to WAL MART... practices in the dark that never seem to end... showing up to the game WITHOUT the damn flag...ARGH!!! Ya'll shoulda seen me at the last game-from-hell-day. I'm sure it looked like I was having an apoplectic fit with all those f-bombs exploding in my head. I barely managed to keep them behind my gnashing teeth... Please God, let it end... AND SOON. Or I'm gonna need an exorcism.
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