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Beer. Check!
Chips. Check!
More beer. Check!
Pizza delivery place number. Check!
Hmm, did I mention beer? Ah well, beer. Check!
This is one to-do list that my husband and I follow religiously nowadays. No matter what day of the week it is.
Take that you, Monday Blues.
But before you write us off as good-for-nothings and alcoholics, let me set the record straight. No, we don’t need to enrol ourselves in alcoholic anonymous, we are just simply high on football. It is no ordinary football games we are losing sleep over but the UEFA Euro2016.
So awesome are our days that we’re dreading what our lives would look like post July 10 (the day the championship ends). Tussi mat jao!
It’s not just the game that makes it great. It’s also that you get to enjoy some TV camaraderie with your spouse.
Nobody Fights for the TV Remote
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Our living room is no longer a war zone! Peace out!
You Turn into a Masterchef
Your spouse appreciates anything edible that’s put in front of him.
Tolerance For Boys’ Game Night
With age your tolerant level also increases. And 90 minutes doesn’t sound that bad. Right?
Mind Your Language
Football introduces you to your partner’s verbal *BC* skills.
Half-Time
Just like the team prep themselves up for the second half, you too could prep yourself up for a ahem ahem!
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