The local brewery had the WNBA draft on the TV last night.
I looked over at Marv and said, "We could be watching Golf."
He agreed that watching the draft was, indeed, worse than watching Golf.
Happily, there was a ring of condensation on the bar from our beer we could watch drying.
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