{"id":269,"date":"2012-02-06T20:17:17","date_gmt":"2012-02-07T04:17:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kimwetter.com\/?p=269"},"modified":"2012-02-06T20:17:17","modified_gmt":"2012-02-07T04:17:17","slug":"super-bowl-sunday-funday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kimwetter.com\/?p=269","title":{"rendered":"Super Bowl Sunday Funday"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_271\" style=\"width: 234px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/photo-81.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-271\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-271\" title=\"photo-8\" src=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/photo-81-224x300.jpg?resize=224%2C300\" alt=\"lesbians beer bonging\" width=\"224\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/photo-81.jpg?resize=224%2C300&amp;ssl=1 224w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/photo-81.jpg?resize=765%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 765w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/photo-81.jpg?resize=768%2C1028&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/kimwetter.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/photo-81.jpg?w=968&amp;ssl=1 968w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 224px) 100vw, 224px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-271\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">I have no idea who this is<\/p><\/div>\n<p>There are no words. My super bowl hangover is still super present if that gives you any idea.<\/p>\n<p>I woke up bright and early at 10am on Sunday, which, considering I went out to a friend&#8217;s birthday party the night before, is impressive. I had an invitation to go watch a friend of a friend play flag football at 11:30 and toyed around with the idea. I wasn&#8217;t expecting to be awake that early Sunday nor was I expecting to feel awesome. (I should note that it wasn&#8217;t because I didn&#8217;t get drunk at the bday bash but rather that this was just some sort of miracle). Since I was awake, I figured I should go.<\/p>\n<p>The invite came from <a title=\"Best Weekend of 2012 \u2013 Part 2\" href=\"http:\/\/kimwetter.com\/2012\/01\/11\/best-weekend-of-2012-part-2\/\">Cougar #1<\/a>. I have no idea whether or not she reads the blog and I really hope she doesn&#8217;t. She tells me that there will be drinking at this event so I grab myself a water bottle and fill it up with a bottle of champagne that is two weeks old (I don&#8217;t like to waste). We pull up to the street and see 4 lesbians on the sidewalk beer bonging. I knew it would be a good day.<\/p>\n<p>They lead us to the field where a large large group of lesbians have gathered. They are all drinking. It was awesome. I took this video of their shotgunning competition to see which team would start with the ball. Really, I was in heaven.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/uNJBViXoCxE\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Unfortunately, I wasn&#8217;t able to play but I&#8217;m told this is a yearly Super Bowl Sunday tradition and you bet your ass I&#8217;m going to be there next year.<\/p>\n<p>After the lesbian flag football debauchery, the Cougar took me back to my house for the Super Bowl party I was hosting. People were already showing up and I really didn&#8217;t have anything ready. In fact, I really needed to go to the liquor store but knew we didn&#8217;t have time. I just didn&#8217;t want to leave lesbian heaven so soon. The way we watch the Super Bowl is this:<\/p>\n<p>Everyone must pick a team they are rooting for when they come in and then every time your team gets scored on, you take a shot.<\/p>\n<p>This year was supposed to be a shootout so we kept it to touchdowns only. I know what you&#8217;re thinking too &#8211; of course Kim Wetter would make up a ridiculous drinking game for the Super Bowl. BUT, this is actually not my game. My friend Tracy came up with it last year to get the non-football fans involved in the spectating.<\/p>\n<p>Back to the story, the Cougar didn&#8217;t drink when I met her. She recently picked it up and I don&#8217;t think she&#8217;s very good at it. She&#8217;s always been hyper and she likes to say things to make people (me) uncomfortable sometimes. The alcohol really ramped that up. She already has a big personality and alcohol seemed to be a personality amplifier. I spent most of my day today apologizing for things she did. On the list we have:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>She followed around Eric and grabbed his ass<\/li>\n<li>She was pinching Tyler&#8217;s nipples and covering his eyes as he sat there in shock<\/li>\n<li>She took my friend&#8217;s tequila and started pushing shots on everyone<\/li>\n<li>She told one guy it looked like he wasn&#8217;t getting laid and then asked where his girlfriend was, who was sitting next to me<\/li>\n<li>She got in a guy&#8217;s face and asked him if he was afraid of the black woman<\/li>\n<li>She passed out on my couch before 7pm<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>There&#8217;s probably more but let&#8217;s just say she steamrolled the party. I&#8217;m sure that&#8217;s all anyone really remembers from the day. Some people found her hilarious but others are asking me to never bring her anywhere ever again. I had a lot of fun with her and I&#8217;m so happy she brought me to lesbian heaven but I&#8217;m guessing I should probably keep our friendship to myself. Not everyone can handle a cougar.\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There are no words. My super bowl hangover is still super present if that gives you any idea. I woke up bright and early at 10am on Sunday, which, considering I went out to a friend&#8217;s birthday party the night before, is impressive. 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