kolmapäev, 6. oktoober 2010

No can sleep, no can exit my room, no can...

Just some funny things I found about what (watching) tennis can cause.

* Sleepless nights staying up into the morning to watch tennis in some god-awful faraway land that doesn’t even believe in Jesus. Or staring at live scores (what are live scores? Oh are you in for it…) when there’s not so much as a live stream to be found on earth (what’s a live stream? I pity you.). Or simply worrying about how your favorite player will do tomorrow against that miserable SOB he or she drew (AGAIN!!) who always beats them for absolutely no reason whatsoever because you KNOW your player is way better if only they’d just cut the crap and get down to business!!!

* Loss of social life. You’ll think you’ll gain all these new friends. You won’t. You’ll watch a lot of tennis alone in your Bjorn Borg underwear talking to players who can’t hear you because they’re on TV and because you’re slurring, all the while you’re drawing a $#@% face on a tennis ball with a felt-tipped marker in a blatant rip-off of Wilson from ‘Castaway’ because no one else will $#%@ talk to you on your sad pathetic %$@# desert island you call %#@$ tennis. ...I’ve heard.

This and much more is found here.

And yes, it did take some courage to put this picture up here. But it's funny, no?

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