I was at my boyfriend's (yes, I've matured enough to admit to myself that he is, in fact, my boyfriend), and he turned on the TV, and football was on. That in itself is understandable. Then the kissing started, and he didn't turn it off. I went "Seriously, football?" and then he turned it off
American boys should make a note. Football is not romantic.
Soccer (real football!) is not romantic either, but at least it's interesting!
^ The heavier the better! I like it when the world looks like it's going to just fall apart and wash away. Then again, I also like it when we have tornadoes...