Go Favre Away From Here

The pic is so nice we had to use it twice.... I figured as a blogger that considers himself a sports fan I should probably post something about this lifelong fudge-unpacker Brett Favre. One can only hope the Madden curse lives on here. It'll teach this cocky hick to shut up and stay retired. Anyhow the way I see it he's got three options.

1. Play behind Rodgers until week 3 when Rodgers is hurt.

2. Get traded to the Vikes and have every Pack fan hate him for years.

3. Cry himself to permanent sleep because no one wants his old addicted to pain killers ass on their team.

What'll probably actually happen is that the once Green Bay Packer aka "fudgepacker" will become a Tamba Bay Buccaneer aka "fuckinqueer"


Fun Fact:
You can make any team name a little gay by adding ass before the nickname.

• NY AssGiants
• AZ AssCardinals
• OAK AssRaiders
• DAL Asscowboys - probably my fave

They should have a NFLGAy ...the sole function of this association would be to kill puppies.


By the way... ain't nuttin wrong with being a lil gay. (we know you fuck dudes)

Best Holiday Ever

Okay, so I'm not a big fan of most holidays. They're usually a bunch of build up for just way too much let down. It's like dropping a dookie on your school teachers desk chair when she has stepped out of the classroom.... only to have her find it before sitting in your shit... Someday, someone will become your poopsibling* okay, anyway... The best holidays are the ones you create for yourself, now if you're like Mr. Blueveins, well you create that personal holiday everyday. Congrats good sir. Anyhow, Just wanted to give props to the jolly fat bastard John Madden... for bringing me hours of joy every mid-August for the past 20 years.

Here is a timeline that I have planned for August 12, 2009. (pretty similar to the last 20 years)
12 am - Go buy madden, a frozen pizza, lots of Mountain Dew... (already stocked on beer)
12:15 am - start playing madden.
3 am - have my franchise ready to be started.
6 am - done playing, off to bed
6:07 am - playing again "can't sleep" - it's a fucking lie... just can't justify being up that late/early
9:33 am - Fall asleep, one too many beers... controller still in hand
1:52 pm - Wake up, I feel like shit... probably should shower (I don't)... look at the TV... happy there is no burn in.... Fuck... I'm at my own half yard line thanks to several hours of "delay of game" penalties... Cool it's 3rd and 78 ... well, better finish this game!
2:17 pm - unable to recover from my 3 and 78 fiasco... I lose my second game of the season
2:18 pm - Start making a pizza
2:25 pm - it's not done yet, eat it anyway
2:28 pm - back to Madden thank christ I don't work today.
11:59 pm - still playing
4:02 am next day - I'm asleep... no doubt getting called for delay of game penalties.
The next work day starts around 1030 am... I can't wait to get home and play madden before the work day even begins.
Moral: fake holidays are better than the real thing usually... but the day after sucks.
* FWOD - Poopsibling = much similar to a blood brother or sister... except you smear poo on eachother instead of blood...