Here, I will attempt to illustrate the ironic nature of a football party full of girls, half of whom do not understand football.
I admit that I do not fully comprehend football. Why are there so many damn rules and numbers?
Watching the Super Bowl with fifteen girls was an unforgettable experience.
Overheard at the party:
Announcer: "Victor Cruz, the New York Giants receiver, caught the ball in the end zone"
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On the topic of football players' tight spandex pants:
"It looks like he has camel-toe on his butt"
"Ew why does his butt look like that?"
"It looks like he's wearing women's underwear"
"Guys, Madonna is my moms age"
"Imagine if that were your mom up there..."
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| I'd rather not.. |
"Guys why is there an "A" in the endzone?"
"It's for the american league"
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| #footballknowlege |
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| watch out, TBrady |
"his face looks purple because he is so big and he's not getting enough oxygen when he runs"
"You'd think they would be able to catch after all that football playing"
If nothing else, we gained one thing from the night
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