I can't be held responsible for the things I say or write...

7.12.2008

AMERICA.....

fuck yeah.

the doctor just told me that brett favre can't play for the bears or the vikings because of the nfc central rivalry.

then she told me he should ride off into the sunset, not in those exact words, but that he should, in the words of steve miller band, "take the money and run."

i agree.

in conclusion,

"WHEN I SAY POOP YOU SAY.....

''''''

MERC, YEAH, MERC YEAH"


i think she has a point. if favre comes back, i'm obviously going to root for him, but he retired and he should stay so. it's respectabled. i don't care if you can play again. i don't care if you feel the pressure to roll up again. dude. you had a great, if not the best career.

maybe not the most success...but maybe more than anyone could ask. maybe not the best numbers...but better than almost the rest of the rest...(OH YEAH...REPETiVTIVNESS IS rad....or, as la doctora says, "el mejor". holler pedro. holler.)

so as i watch sportscenter and listen to the doctor talk retard-ED, i decided that gash is toast and toast is tasty...so eat up toast. eat up son.

and to Lars. I see what you says, extra S included, but i fear not. why?

well, on thursday, i was told by a 11 year old to fuck off and that he'd punch me in the face before caring what i said. the ;ast thing i felt was offended. why? because that's the hypocracy i exist in and that;s OK....son

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