Friday, December 9, 2011

Fat Crap

What a shock, Minnesota Fats was "hurt" last night with what appeared to be a "serious" leg injury. Thankfully, he made a "miraculous" recovery and returned to the game. If I had a nickel for every time Fats McDuff pulled this shit, I'd have enough money to pay Turd to assassinate him.



Give me a fucking break. I love how the announcers buy into it every single time. Whoa that looked bad. Legs aren't supposed to bend like that. How many weeks will he be out? Will this injury cancel Christmas? Who's gonna rape his wife while he's laid up? What of doughnuts? WHAT COLOR IS THE SKY? DEAR LORD! HELP US ALL! Shut the fuck up. I called it the moment that fat tub of shit limped off the field, "he'll be back for the second half".

You wanna know who's tough? Fucking Phillip Rivers. The man suffered a torn ACL in the AFC Championship, went to the locker room, came back out and finished the game. Jesus. That's fucking tough. Exaggerating injuries doesn't make you gritty, it makes you an asshole.

You're only concerned with the way your know-nothing fans perceive you. "Hey, he's religious now and married. I guess that makes him not a piece of shit. Look how he battles through injuries, kinda like how I work a low-paying manual labor job. We're so much alike. I'm gonna go buy a Big Ben jersey and scream like an asshole."

Fuck him, he's only happy when he's be deified by that retarded fanbase.

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