Things overheard while sitting next to a middle-aged football player and his gal-pal at the Baghdad Pub (not verbatim).

GAL-PAL: "I want you to buy every last one of those lamps across the street."

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GAL-PAL: "That girl in that apartment, why does she keep pacing back and forth? That tank top probably shows her nipples."

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GAL-PAL: "What's he eating? It looks terrible."

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FOOTBALL PLAYER: "Can we get another round and two slices of chocolate cake to go?"

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GAL-PAL: "Do the McMenamin's guys have any 30-year old sons?"

BARTENDER: "Yeah, they do actually."

GAL-PAL: "Yummy."

Feel free to draw your own conclusions.