OK my fine little rodent friend, the Pittsburgh Steelers took care of business last night, now hopefully you are too hung over from all the beer and Chicken Wings that Michelle and I sent over to you yesterday.
I hope you partied it up till you puked celebrating the Championship, now it is your turn. My advice is take the day off, sit back and stay in bed, that way you can't see your shadow and tell your keeper in your groundhogeze language that you are ready for some spring.
I'm counting on you Phil.
Pssst, hey Phil we did fatten you up a little in case you somehow see your shadow. Just relax and keep your eyes closed this morning.
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