The Flyboys better start doing something soon to alleviate the utter frustration I’m feeling. The Giants didn’t win, the Cowboys beat themselves.
I am not responsible for any physical harm inflicted on anyone who speaks to me between now and the Superbowl.
Especially if they mention Jacques Reeves.
…with the possible exception of the fan below the fold. Some fans earn a certain amount of leeway.
(Click to embiggen. She’s nekkid and that’s all body paint.)