Nuthin’ But a “G” Thang

I survived the Super Bowl, but my two best bets went 0-2.  I’m doubling up on the NFC in the Pro Bowl.  You’ll see me driving around town in a new Escalade with my bookie’s name on the license plate because he paid for it. 

We watched the game at Tom’s, and somehow managed to go through two 30-packs of Natty Light.  Shocker.  I don’t remember much from last night, but was able to watch the Super Bowl Ads this morning on usatoday.com.

The only one they don’t have is Dave and Oprah’s Super Bowl of Love. 

During the game, Dani-girl read excerpts from the latest edition of “Barely Legal.”  Good times.

I was glad to see Van Heusen advertise during the Super Bowl.  Just like that, three shirts in my closet are cool again.

Rachel Ray’s Tasty Travels: St. Louis airs on Tuesday night, February 6th at 8:30 (CT) on The Food Network.

How to Open Your Locked Door with a Tennis Ball  WTF?

Red Sox Boob Flash (watch the girl in the white.)

Always make sure you choose the right girl. – Thanks, Freddie R.

Paris Hilton uses the N-word.  (Warning: Contains profanity.)  It’s like watching a train wreck.

Ghetto Prom Pictures – Thanks, Bob, F.

Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble.

Benny