So, congrats to the Saints! Well done on your first Superb Owl win! I was not rooting for you, but, well done. On to far more pressing matters:

    First- I really did eat an obscene amount of taco dip, I was still tasting it in burps like 6 hours later. And it was awesome. You have no idea. Taco dip does, unfortunately, interfere with the normal-comic-producing centers of the brain, as well as the lazy-fat-ass glands, so this is what I have for you today.

    Second- Did the commercials this year totally blow goats, or what? I chuckled maybe twice. Three times tops. Here are some helpful hints for next year:

    -GoDaddy: stop. Just stop it. Your ads aren't funny. They aren't sexy. They're embarrassing. For all of us. You win the award for most douche-chills induced in one evening.

    -All physical comedy should include Betty White and Abe Vigoda from now on. "Abe Vigoda" is, for some reason, and awesome name to say. Say it right now, you'll agree with me.

    -Anheuser-Busch: I'm well aware of you and your Budweiser brand. Your advertisements will in no way affect how much of your product I purchase. Give someone else a chance, especially in a year when you're not bringing much to the table. Also, you even screwed up the "Clydesdale growing up" series. Way to go.

    -E-Trade: The baby commercials are done. Let them go. When you had to start using a new baby, you should have realized that you were out of material.

    -GoDaddy: I'M NOT KIDDING. STOP IT.

    I think that about sums it up. I can't think of any other hardcore offenders, but there were so many non-memorable commercials that I'm not surprised. Meh, whatever. I still had my taco dip. You and me buddy, for life.