The Big Game may be over, but we're still tallying up the score on the 2015 Super Bowel!
Why is it called the Super Bowel, you ask?
Simple: because everyone in it really has to go.
(I think this is what they call a "Hawlk Smash Cake.")
Oh, and hey, big congrats to all the Prats out there:
And our condolences to ol' what's-their-name:
It was a valiant battle of tight ends, easy scores, and regulation-approved ball grabbing, but in the end I think we can all agree that Nationwide commercial was a total downer.
(Seriously, Nationwide. DA HECK.)
Yes, my friends, let us never forget... the year of ex-licks.
... and unfortunately phallic helmets.
Because seriously, a helmet that looks like a schlong?
Now that's using your head!
Thanks to April W., Leslye B., Karie P., Justine B., Jennifer P., & Marilyn Z., who all admit they read it as "ex-licks" every time, too.