- God, there better be wine at this party.
- I bet they’re only going to have beer.
- Yep, I’m just seeing beer.
- Not even good beer, either.
- Fuck that.
- I’ll still drink it, though.
- I don’t want to suffer through this sober.
- I can’t believe my boyfriend dragged me to this.
- He knows I fucking hate football.
- Who purposefully takes someone to a thing they’ll hate?
- I mean, I forced him to the farmer’s market.
- And that antique store.
- And out to brunch with my mom.
- But like, he likes brunch!
- And he loves me, so like, man the fuck up and do it.
- Oh my god, did someone’s girlfriend MAKE these football shaped cookies?
- What the fuck.
- Oh, yes, it was that girl. In the fucking jersey with the housewife smile.
- How quaint.
- Oh, you found the recipe on Pinterest?
- NO ONE CARES.
- She’s making me look terrible.
- Here’s a dip I bought.
- I’m an awful girlfriend.
- Is my boyfriend going to want to dump for football cookie Pinterest girlfriend?
- FUCK.
- I’m probably getting dumped tonight.
- Oh well, guess I’ll load up on literally everything.
- Who cares about bloating?
- It’s not like he’s gonna wanna have sex with me and my store bought dip ever again.
- Bean dip? Sure.
- Buffalo dip? Why not!
- Onion rings? Gimme gimme.
- Is the game starting?
- No, it’s fucking pregame coverage.
- Why the fuck did we get here so early?
- How are those cheerleaders not freezing?
- They’re wearing, like, tassels and nothing else.
- They have such good bodies.
- I should probably start my spring break diet.
- I’ll do it tomorrow.
- I’ll def go to the gym tomorrow.
- Oh, finally, commercials.
- This is why I come.
- Aw, it’s a commercial with puppies.
- We should be watching the Puppy Bowl.
- That’s where the real money is.
- Is it to early to stop watching and play on my phone?
- I’ll just sneak a quick peek at my texts.
- I should also probably ask someone to take a pic of us for Instagram.
- Before I’ve eat all this food and look fat.
- That way I won’t have to FaceTune it that much.
- I still will obviously, but like, it won’t be that necessary.
- Oh, the game is starting.
- Fuck.
- He won’t drag his attention away from that.
- Now no one will know that my boyfriend loves me enough to drag me to a football party.
- Unless I put this on my snap story.
- Wait, I already have three pictures and a video on there.
- Oh well.
- Snaps of food. Snaps of boyfriend. Snaps of food.
- I’m not going to put a picture of those cookies on my story.
- Because fuck that Pinterest girlfriend.
- Is it time for halftime show yet?
- I seriously only care about Beyoncé.
- That’s why I came.
- No, it’s still the game?
- Alright, I’m getting more food.
- Yep, someone put out more queso.
- Never enough queso.
- Oh, here comes Pinterest girlfriend.
- Putting out more pizza dip.
- Having a beer.
- God, does she have to be everything?
- More queso for my sorrows.
- Is it finally time for the Halftime Show?
- Yes, bring on Beyoncé.
- I will gladly sit through any amount of sports to see Beyoncé.
- I bet that’s why all these people go.
- And now, back to the commercials.
- These aren’t even funny.
- Who came up with these?
- Oh, this one is cute.
- Oh my god, is this a video of a military homecoming?
- Fuck, I’m gonna cry.
- Yes, I’m crying.
- I’d worry about ruining my makeup, but I’m getting dumped for Pinterest girlfriend anyway.
- How long does this game last?
- I need another drink.
- How did no one think to bring anything stronger than beer?
- How do you watch sports sober?
- Oh my God, what?
It’s over?
- We can go home?
- Thank God.
- Yes, I can’t wait to see you all (and Beyoncé) again next year!
- Except for you, Pinterest girlfriend.
- You can go to hell..
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