C’mon in, there’s no social distancing here.
I know it looks like the sports room in my house, but once I close that door, it’s going to be something else.
After all, if someone is suggesting escaping … you know … by sleeping in the guest room and imagining it’s a trip, we can turn a room full of sports books, pictures and other memorabilia into a portal to where sports haven’t changed.
Just ignore the scratching. Our cat Sasha hates when I shut the door.