I love the tradition of Superbowl parties. I especially enjoy the typical fare of Kraft and Nabisco products handily mixed together in creative combination with other processed/canned/engineered foods. Such delights are best savored on paper plates or over your paper napkin...because the idea is disposability. That's the American way.
Some might ask, then, why I hate freedom and love terror. My only response: Shut up and eat your Triscuits.