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In case I haven't made this completely clear, you all suck.
So yesterday, I am attending a game hosted by the local NBA franchise with my family. After the game, while waiting in line to get into the team shop to peruse the ridiculously overpriced merchandise, some kid, about 16 years old, and armed with a PDA device and giveaways irresistible to young children, asks me if I would take a few moments to answer a survey about my overall NBA-watching experience. Being a good sport, and seeing as how I was pretty much a captive audience with some time to kill, I agreed. The questions included your standard fare, including how many games I attend, the amenities within the arena, what things I value in terms of entertainment, what, if anything (besides better seats) would I change, yada, yada, yada.
But then, he asked my opinion of the cheerleading/dance team squad, and whether, among other adjectives, I would use to describe them, would I agree that the squad was "classy". I cannot now hear this word, in any context, without snickering uncontrollably, thanks to reading this board. And so, snicker I did.
My spouse was somewhat less than amused.
So thanks a lot, you fuckers.
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