Sensational Superbowl Sunday

It's Superbowl Sunday!
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Patriots try for a perfect season. In reality, it's not perfect. If it was, every play would lead to a touchdown and the opponents would never have scored. So this "perfection" description is a misnomer.
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However, to compensate for this inaccuracy, Joanne and I are planning the perfect Superbowl get together for the Peeps in the Hood, Tommy O and Linda O'Shea, and Jim Bob and Kathy Peabody. Nobody else is formally invited, including Kathy's cousin with the tight pants, and Jim Bob's idiot Little League friends.
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If you want to drop by, we won't ask you to leave though.... especially if you bring your pal, Sam Adams.
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Should be a gastronomic extravaganza!!!!
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Tommy is bringing his chili, which he always emphasizes has "no beans". I don't know why he is so proud of that fact. I like beans. A lot.
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Kathy is making Fajitas. She must have been getting friendly with the Mexican who lives across the street from her and Jim Bob. I thought she was still feuding because of slapshots that her son, Andrew always shoots against the Mexican's retaining wall. You wouldn't think that the Mexican would care. After all, Andrew is a goalie and doesn't seem to have a lot of steam on the puck.
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At any rate, Kathy, who was brought up as an East Boston Italian, is bringing Mexican over. Go figure.
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I have a good supply of Barrett's Ginger Beer and enough Black Seal Rum to keep the Dark and Stormies flowing until half time.
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I'm also heading to the deck and the turkey fryer to get a batch of Buffalo wings going. I'll take advantage of the hot oil to deep fry some bread dough afterwards, for the White Trash Balls that have become a cult favorite.
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I was thinking of trying to bake a carrot cake for dessert. Course, if the Patriots lose, that could get messy.
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I truly hope that the Patriots beat the Giants though. It would be nice to tell the grandkids what it was like to watch the Patriots cap a "perfect" season.