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It's that time of the year. The NFL released/leaked the 2016 regular-season schedule, and all of us fans are taken back to our summer-recess days. You're sitting at home enjoying the time off, and your dog starts going nuts. You peak out the window to see his mortal enemy, the mail carrier (mail "carrier"..so PC of me!) sliding the mail into the mailbox. After you sought through your parents' past-due bills and toss those in the trash, you find that your class schedule for the upcoming year has been delivered. You rip that envelope open, and your summer-time high gets sobered immediately. Your chem teacher gives a buttload of homework, and that periodic table of mixology poster hanging in your room won't be of any help to you. You have to take calculus this year, and the only thing you know about calculus is that "U+ME=US." Your english teacher is the meanest bitch in the building, and you can't even read good. You have 4th period lunch, which is at brunch time, and you're not basic enough to enjoy brunch yet. And worst of all, one of your annual two classes with your heavy-set ex-girlfriend caps off your schedule...once again.
Now before we start to werrie about what looks like a tough slate, let's remember that a lot can happen between now and the actual 2016 season. Moves are yet to be made, injuries are bound to happen, and the chick sitting in front of you in chem might have a sexy-ass-thong hanging out of her jeans that leaves you walking in the hallway with your books over your boner when the bell rings. Let's revisit this when the season gets closer.
-Fitzgerald
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