Not too long ago I was at a bar and I overheard some meathead talking to two girls about his high school football days. He kept going on and on about playoffs and touchdowns and why he couldn't play in college before he finally left them alone. Once he was out of earshot, I walked up to the two girls and said, "You know, back in '82, I used to be able to throw a pigskin a quarter mile."
One of the girls started laughing hysterically, like I was the funniest guy she ever met. The other one, who obviously didn't get the reference, looked at me like I was a huge moron. In fairness, they were both right.
