we won we won...holy shit we won

31-15...and I didn't get to watch it..It was on NFL Channel and my cable company doesn't carry it, and since I'm still feeling funky from my cold/allergies what ever, the last thing I wanted to do was sit in a smoky bar with a bunch of drunks watching the Cowboys, even though they won..Anissa called me at end of 3rd quarter to tell me they were winning and then at end of game to tell me they had won. I'm just glad we get to see that great smiling face of Robert...have a great weekend..

DALLAS WINS...DALLAS WINS...DALLAS WINS

Inky's kid Devin had 91 pushed on his phone with the strict orders at the end of the game to push 1 and hit send then start screaming ..FAT LADY DOWN...FAT LADY DOWN..!!!

I couldn't even watch the last 8 plays..I had my shirt over my head, my fingers in my ears and my heart in my throat.

but they fucking won...isn't that amazing? they fucking won..I can't talk...I smell like smoke and I don't give a fuck...if anyone ever asks you if you know what a happy mother fucker looks like...just imagine my fat little face grinning from ear to fucking end..I a happy sonsabitch...life is good.