Friday, October 5, 2007


I knew my love of football said something good about me. Maybe now we'll get commercials for MENSA and classical music interspersed among the four fucking commercials they play during The High Holy Day of Football. Beer, pickup trucks and penis pills are great and all but if I have to hear John Cougar Mellencamp croon about our country one more time I fear I may opt not to call my doctor after a four hour erection (that's called priapism, dontchaknow).

I'm just that fed up.

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