Super Bowl Sunday is a poverexic girl’s dream come true — endless loads of pizza, wings, beer, nachos, 7 layer dip, etc.
This is what we had at our SB party:

Deliciousness
Not really.
But I did spend 4 straight hours last night eating meat-zza, a mini pizza, a tomato/basil pizza, wings, chips and guac, chips and salsa, BBQ Lays, and pretzel chips. Who even gives a shit about Santonio Holmes when you’ve got endless wings and pizza?!?!??! (unless, of course, you’re talking about the “Santonio Holmes Shower” pic — incred)