pen_grunt | Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!

Superbowl recap:

--Derrick won $1.00, yes, that's ONE dollar on the game.
--Vikka won a Coach handbag from her husband, and is currently leaning towards the white one.
--I won nothing save for a tummy ache from too many Li'l Smokies, Meatballs and Hot Dogs. (That much questionable meat is NOT meant to be consumed in mass quantities). I'm too big a scaredy-cat to bet $$ on anything.
--The best commercials (in my estimation) were: The prehistoric Fed-Ex commercial, the Streaking Lamb commercial, and the Magic Fridge commercial.
--Llythefaerye sucks for not coming :)
--Euchre is not improved when said players are blitzed (even if I wasn't drinking. . . because said players weren't able to explain the game very well and I was rather confused the entire time).
--I really, really miss having a dog.
--Speaking of dogs, we really need to repair a hole in our fence. . . although chasing the dog down the alley made the game much more exciting.
--Joe Nameth is still a stud, the Rolling Stones REALLY need to stop toddering around on stage in bellyshirts and sparkly belts (hullo, Britney Spears called from the year 2002, and she wants her clothing back), and Tom Brady is gay....just because it bugs Vikka to say so.