The Commish organized a LOIN superbowl party at Gordy's this year.
Maggie(the Champ) and her hubby Jeff didn't make it but everyone else was there.
Victoria (one of Shelly's oldest friends from ID) and her husband joined us for a while.
We got bumped from the front table by mistake but all got Jagermiester T-shirts to make up for it. Mine will look great... when I really do get cancer and lose a hundred pounds.
It was a festive atmosphere. Everyone was hoping the Patriots would lose but not quite believing it could happen.
"Maybe if we drink more it will help!?"
That seemed to be the strategy... and it worked!
Easily the best game all season. Great end to a great football year.
Fuckers got me another cake, though. The bigger deal I make about how I don't want people to make a big deal for my birthday, the more they make a big deal about my birthday.
It was real good, though. Chocolate with chocolate icing. My favorite.
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