The NBA is like an abusive boyfriend. Mistreats me. Leads me on. Isn't available when I really need it in my life.
And then, just when it knows I'm about to build up courage to walk away, it comes crawling back with those puppy-dog eyes begging for forgiveness. Promising it'll change and this time it'll be better and that it'll never happen again.
And I fell for it. Because I love it.
this is hilarious!
ReplyDelete& yet, so true!
I love it!