Behold, it is Super Bowl Sunday!! This is the one day in the entire year where I make Buffalo chicken dip (a.k.a. chicken crack dip according to the internet). I’ll fancy it up with some fresh green onions as a garnish, and whole wheat pita bread for dipping, because I can convince myself that anything is healthy when whole wheat is involved. Mind fucking is a glorious thing in your 40’s.
What’s on the agenda? Perhaps some live-tweeting of the big game, or at least the commercials leading up to the half-time show with Justin Timberlake. (He was rumored to be using a hologram of Prince in this one, which would, in my estimation, be rather cataclysmic, but I’ll reserve judgment for how it turns out in the end.) Mr. Timberlake will be back here in a few hours with a shameless promo-plug of his naked ass. We live to give.
Tom Brady’s mug adorns this post, as he will anchor the Patriots, who are going for their sixth (?) Super Bowl Ring. (Cue Ring of Fire.) In honor of that, a few links to past Super Bowl glories:
- The Super Bowl Jockstrap Post
- The Super Bowl Recap Post
- The Super Bowl No-Show
- The Super Glory Bowl
- The Super Madonna Show
- The Super Jock Show
- The Super Ball Memory Bowl
- The Super Naked Rob Gronkowski
And a bonus shot of a naked Julian Edelman. You didn’t really come here for legit football stats, did you?
