Superbowl Sunday
(February 5, 2006)
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Are you ready to watch the game, Flapper? Ms. Thelma Pekin Duck of Pennsylvania wants to know if you'll put your french fries on the line. Care to make a little Superbowl wager? |
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"Oh I'm ready. I'll bet Ms. Thelma a large order of McDonald's french fries that the Seattle Seahawks will paddle right past the Pittsburgh Steelers." |
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"Oooh game on! Let's go Seahawks!" |
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"What did you say?" |
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"My belly wants a pizza." You got it, Flapper. |
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"This is exciting!" |
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"The pizza I mean. The game is okay. But pizza is so exciting for my belly!" |
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"Go pizza! I mean Seahawks!" |
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"What??? What kind of a call was that? That was NOT a touchdown." |
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"Is that referee REALLY blind? That's pretty sad." I know, Flapper. That call was sad too. |
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"Bah! I don't know how much more of this I can take." |
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"What did we bet Ms. Thelma again? Sniff sniff. French fries?" Don't cry, Flapper. It's okay. There are enough fries to go around. |
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"Sigh. I love french fries." |
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"I can't watch the rest of the game. I'm going back outside. Maybe Thelma will share her fries with that blind referee, Flapper. |
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Here's a snapshot Thelma sent. I think she's rubbing it in. |
:: stay tuned ::
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