On the off-chance you're not familiar with the current peso-to-dollar conversion rate, we did a little mental math (ok, FINE, we used Google's Currency Converter) and learned that the cost of CJ's freedom came out to roughly $131.87. And after CJ's friends scrounged up enough money to cover the bribe -- er, super official Mexican fine -- it was off to Vegas, where CJ managed to impress the NFL scouts (despite Tweedledum and Tweedledee's Halftime Show).
Natch, we were blown away by CJ's skillz (who knew he could do anything besides win Hot Body contests and awkwardly hit on girls!?), plus we liked watching Derek and Bronne cheer him on, in their silly, too-loud "We think 'dom' is a word" kinda way.
Anyhow, just wanted to say congratulations, CJ. Not only did you keep a totally straight face while lying to Joey (ps, this Lauren chick sounds hot!), but you went from Mexican prison to NFL glory in 72 hours. Who says this kid's got no game!?