Had the OU game on and was away from the tv for a minute, and I hear my wife say. "Oh my god, that is one ugly cheerleader." That must be who she was talking about.
We're in trouble if we can't tell if a woman is really a woman. Normally if you have to think about it, it's a man. On second thought... if you have to think about that then any thought of getting with her should bediminished.
Went from fighting post apocalyptic bad guys alongside Mel Gibson to wearing a Peyton Manning jersey and rooting for the Colts. Ah, they grow up so quickly.