Dear New York Giants,
Today is Super Bowl Sunday 2008 and I’m planning to watch this game with nervous anticipation. If you would have asked me a couple days ago about this game, I might have shrugged and mumbled I cared less.
However, things have changed.
You see, JD is playing the odds (a 14-point spread, to be exact) with a few people from his office and if your team wins, I’m guaranteed a lovely night on the town. A long dinner for two at a restaurant where people point their noses upward and pronounce the wine list with a Hollywood-ish French accent. At the end of a decadent meal, we’ll order dessert—and JD will promise me that there’s no sugar or fat in crème brulee, obviously—then catch a late-night movie.
So, you bad-boy Giants, just do your thang and bring Momma home a championship ring! Because, really, nothing’s better than guilt-free crème brulee! 😉
Sincerely,
Jasmine*
**EDIT: BOOYAH! **