Now your probably thinking, oh great, another crazed, lunatic packer fan from Wisconsin. Not so.....actually I really could care less, as a matter of fact I think I would rather watch paint dry, than to sit through a game. (Much to my fathers dismay & the rest of my family)

It surprises me, that most people think that just because you're from Wisconsin, that we all walk around, proudly and shamelessly (and obviously foolishly) displaying our packer pride by wearing this obviously ridiculous looking wedge of sharp cheddar on our heads.

Well I hate to break it to you people, ain't gonna happen. Besides, I'm more of a smoked provolone kind of gal. Yes I am happy for them, the team finally got to go to the super bowl again. Yea. But I'll be damned if I am going to sit in a room full of packer fans, with foam cheese bricks in hand, (ready to throw at the tv) if a play has been screwed up, or a bad play executed. No sir, I have learned my lesson indeed. I stay far, far away from my dads flailing arms and his ever so close to spilling mug of beer. (which you swear is about to slosh around with all the jerking movements and yelling at the top of his lungs. LOL Bless his heart though, gotta love his team pride.

Although, This guys team pride goes way to far. Please, fatman, do us all a favor, keep your pasties covered, by wearing a shirt.