i might just like football.
i enjoyed the superbowl.
i ate chicken wings.
i went nuts at the 100 yard sprint.
i didn’t hate steve van zandt.
i made fun of new jersey-ians at the bar.
i didn’t slap the girl wearing the turquoise bandanna.
i didn’t slap the guy wearing the striped beanie.
i talked about “downs.”
i drank many pints of random $3 philly beer.
i turned the other cheek when the guy next to me told his girlfriend “your vagina is priceless.”
i reveled in the conversation below:
girl: did we have sex today?
girl: but you didn’t finish so it doesn’t count.
guy: but if that isn’t sex, what is?
girl: occasional thrusting. you were trying to prove a point but you ended up looking like a total retard.
guy: i’m a retard, and you love me.
girl: i love you.
girl: go steelers!!!
is this my destiny? is pennsylvania turning me into a jockette? lord, please have mercy on my soul.