When Clay moved here, the children and I were back in Ohio for about 6 months. There was not much to do on a Friday night with four children in rural Ohio, so we began watching "Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders: Making the Team". My brother Tony always had a poster of them in his room when we were young. (He claimed it was because he admired someone name Tom Landry.)
The kids and I would pop popcorn and watch the show weekly. We were sad, or happy, when someone was cut from the team.
I told them the show starts again THIS Saturday. I am so excited. One of them said, "Ohhhh- I love that show." Why? "Because the girls are tortured".
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