Her name is Christine and she calls herself Cootiebanini.  And let’s get the record straight.  I have nothing against Christine, just as I have nothing against my future wife to be.  I’m sure Christine is a wonderful person and I’m sorry that she had to be my subject here but come on!

You’re a guy.  You’re getting set to watch a football game.  For the most part, if you’re a self respecting male you don’t really want to watch games with a female do you?  No.   So in the event you do have to watch one with a lady present what do you hope for?

A.  Silence.  B.  As little “oh he’s so cute” comments as possible.  C.  Silence.  I will say there are a few cool girls out there that I could watch football with but it’s a rare breed.

Now Christina here?  She looks like she could be the “insanely loud, drunk at a college game making me feel this was the worst day of my life” type of person to watch a game with.

The pictures tell it all