Lesson #58 - Betting On The Big Dog Doesn't Mean You're Guaranteed Sex

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I am a huge football fan. I'm talkin' about yelling at the screen when a ref. makes a horrible call or if a player is being an idiot with the ball. During the regular season, the man and I root for the same team - our hometown heroes. When Superbowl time comes around, though, our tastes usually differ.

This year the man decided he would root for the "obvious winner" in last Sunday's game. I think it is because he is a Farve fan...so picking the Vikings just seemed like the right choice for him. I have always been one to support the underdog...and I don't like Farve so much - say what you want but the man needs to retire...give it a rest already!!!

The Man (before the game started): Who do you want to win?
Me: I'm really rooting for the Saints...I think they deserve to win.
The Man: I think the Vikings are going to win...you wanna bet on it??
Me: Sure. What do you want to bet?
The Man: It depends. What are you willing to lose?

Now, see right there...that last comment...the man was getting cocky and the game hadn't even begun yet. That is okay, though...he ended up getting his - or not ;)

Me: I don't know what I want to win...I still have 38 minutes to decide...what do you want?
The Man: A back massage.
Me: That it??
The Man: And a blow job.
Me: Seriously?!?! That is it??
The Man: Yeah. Let me know when you think of something.

Me (35 minutes later): I know what I want.
The Man: Okay, what?
Me: A day of pampering...get my hair did, my nails did, my make-up done (by a pro, of course), and a new outfit.
The Man: Are you kidding me??

**crickets**

Me: Well...no...you can just buy me and the babe new outfits.
The Man: Looks like it is time for the babe's nap. Hurry, lets put her to sleep before the game starts!

I ended up falling asleep and staying asleep through the first quarter. I woke up because my tummy was talking to me and noticed the score was even. It stayed that way through dinner and the rest of the evening. For those of you who saw the game, you know that they ended up going into OT...and guess who won the bet???

The babe and I have been pouring ourselves over the latest and greatest fashions trying to figure out what exactly we're going to make the man buy us!!