A few years ago Neighbor Tim and I began placing a wager on the Super Bowl. I am by nature a temperate soul who abhors vices of any kind, so when he suggested it I was appalled. However, in the interest of fostering comradeship I acquiesced. Along the way we each got a little creative with the payouts. One year Tim paid in coins. Another in Canadian currency. I didn't lose often but when I did I tried making it as much fun as possible. This past year I went with Atlanta and, sadly, lost. I bought a tacky Florida clamshell with some trashy crap attached and then bought a small glass bottle with prehistoric shark teeth inside. The original plan was to put the twenty into the bottle and then glue it onto the clamshell. However, that plan didn't materialize because I was unable to jam the bill into the hole. After repeated efforts, even using dish soap for lube, I still couldn't get the bi...
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