Superbowl Party Pack Contest!!!!!

Congrats Farley! I know you earned it! I did win a Pepsi Superbowl Pack from another blog, but here it is 2 days after the game and it still hasn't arrived! Guess I will have a delayed celebration! Great game, right to the end! Now on to Nascar! LOL

Ok time to make a decision. Thank you for all of your comments, but I think it's only right to reward to reward Farley for all those minutes of his life he wasted typing on this post. I know a chip-bowl helmet will never replace the time you spent writing stream of consciousness comments here on LA Snark, but we hope you'll be able to successfully sedate yourself for a while. Take pics for us with your Superbowl setup if you can!

I will have a talk with mother nature to keep the superbowl dry
and beautiful here in St.Pete/Tampa for the superbowl if you pick me for the winner of the party pack.

Here I am in a last ditch effort to appeal to your kind heart and sense of fairness! is it fair that I would have to eat my chips out of the bag while others frolic with chip and dip sets? Or that my Pepsi will be reduced to kool aid in a plastic cup? I hate plastic and I love Pepsi! Please consider this my last plea! Just do whats right...you know you want to! Enjoy the Big Game everyone!

Dear LA Snark,
Please enter me in your Superbowl party pack contest and If you ever need the chemical composition of pepsi all you need to do is take a blood sample from me.

I would like to win because this sweet stuff would go great at the party I am having with my fellow military buds. Nothing I have seen is better than this gear to use during america's greatest game

oh yes, still time to enter. I need this win. I am having Pepsi withdrawal. No more yellow caps--I'm trying to wean myself off the stuff. But of course they wil always come up with another sweeps and I'll have to drink more and more Pepsi. What the heck--can only live once so I might as well enjoy my Pepsi..
"GIVE ME PEPSI or GIVE ME DEATH" Judie

As the crowds descend here in Tampa..
I see the traffic nightmares in my head form as I drive around town...
And though the excitement of the superbowl is buzzing everywhere..
Sitting in front of the TV with that party pack is the answer to my prayer...Help me!!!

Because I'm a Dallas Cowboys fan, and my team hasn't won a playoff game since Joe Buck stole Troy Aikman's soul. Or because I'm a Philly fan, and our Quarterback skipped over the NFL rule book, like someone skipping the the terms of agreement on a new forum. How about because I'm a Ravens fan, and I need to forget how annoying Ray Lewis is every game, so I can cheer him. There's always the fact that I'm a Kansas City fan, and Herm Edwards has stopped playing "to win the game." You could give it to me because I'm a Indianapolis Colts fan, and my coach retired, so he can un-retire a year later for some other team. Lastly, you should give it to me because I'm Tom Brady, and I need something to make me smile after Matty C took my job.

Dear LASnark,

Let's get real here.

We've all heard about my unnatural love for pork products and the Pittsburgh Steelers. We know the pains of my weak-ass heart, as it convulses its way through these playoffs, and I'm sure we've all wept at the countless stories of single Tampa Bay food stamp mothers without TVs who've been kicked out of their houses by rabid Super Bowl fans and want nothing more than to bash my head in with a snack helmet.

But there is a larger, more terrifying truth here, LASnark.

...

I have a playoff beard. A really really bad one.

http://www.farleyelliott.com/2009/01/playoff-be...

Now, playoff beards require you to begin growing a beard at the conclusion of the regular season, and stop once your team is eliminated. I started this beard on December 29th. Today is January 23rd, and the abomination that barely clings to my face is the result of those four weeks of beardly work. The light fuzz dusting that adorns my face is nothing more than a sprinkle from the Pube Fairy. I truly am 25 going on 12.

You seek LASnark, there are times when this sort of thing comes in handy. For example, I save money on shaving cream and lumberjack outfits. But it is NOT handy for the post-season, when men must stand up and be men, and the playoff beard can have implications for an entire city. If I had my way, this face would be hairier than Paul Bunyon's after using Babe the Blue Ox as a mustache. But try as I might, this beard is not really a beard at all. It is a sham, without the wow. I have been given several swirlies, LASnark, meaning that my facial hair is so preteen-like that grown men are turning me upside down and dunking my head into a flushing toilet! In fact, this beard is so dumpy I've resorted to polka-dot ties just to class it up. Unwise, LASnark. And yet I carry on. I persevere, because I know that I must. For my team, and for the love of football.

So give me this one thing, Snark. Let me bask in the glory of internet victory, as you can rest assured that I am losing the larger game of life. With this prize pack, I will be able to stand up proudly and say 'NO, swirlie bullies and Steeler-haters, not today. With my 120 cans of Diet Pepsi and my dainty keychains, I am truly a man. Don't be fooled by the bristled temptations resting precariously under my nose. Know this: today I am a winner'.