The girls had cheese hats and I sported a very stylish Steeler stocking cap.
The game was quite close and, as the time dribbled into the final moments, I became quite unnerved and "accidentally" ate Zorra's cap.
Then, I realized the error of my ways. And, I knew that I was in trouble. Katie, the fat cow, came over and sat on me and made me apologize to Zorra.
I must say, however, the cheese hat was quite yummy. Therefore, I am very sorry Zorra for chomping your cap. But, go STEELERS. I am the dog of STEEL.