Black Bottom Cupcakes
Dear Jared Allen,
I was hoping I’d never have to write this letter. You see, I’m rooting against you today.
I cheered for you last weekend, knowing my Saints would have to play you if you won. I just couldn’t bear rooting against you twice. Plus, every time I see Romo I think about strippers and while I’m not entirely sure why that is, I certainly didn’t want him to beat you.
So today is a sad day for me, Jared. It’s going to hurt. Probably not as much as you’re going to hurt Brees but it will still hurt. But I’m putting on a brave face and I’ll do what has to be done. I will join my husband in yelling at the television every time the Saints suck a little bit. I will “like” my Aunt Micki’s Saints themed Facebook status. And I will enjoy my black bottom and gold cupcakes.
But just know, Jared, I still love your face.