I especially enjoyed the look of fear and pain on his face after he passed through the ball crusher gate then picking up speed for the agony of defeat ski jump finale.

A lovely reunion with his son awaits.

Fuck you Roy, and the horse you rode in on...

Also it explains if she wasn’t traditionally attractive in a football groupie way.

Pretty easy to break this play book down; Betting pool amongst the players. You’re welcome.

These idiots know it’s football they are manifestoing and mission statementing about, right? You would think they were setting up a school to study and cure Parkinson’s.

Clearly it’s the Inspector Clouseau lookin clown.

Maybe she didn’t want the person who put a corpse in her around.

Toradol made my lower back spasm.

I think I’m a bills fan.

Bo really respected the kids pop.

I believe he was the winningest manager of Columbus Clippers at the time. Or maybe longest tenured. Whatever.

Mel Jr. did well with his off the field charity though.

That first guy with ball looks like the blow up stick figure guy in front of The House of Vega buy here pay here lot. First guy with ball should sell cars.

He needs to get the Colorado runner/mad pooper to be his spokesperson and partner.

Or shoplifting at a K-mart.

Old people are shitty. Alot.

F.I.B.s fucking Illinois bastards.

Burt Hooton put a knucklecurve on those tits in 77. Look closely you can see her scar.

Went from gear head garages to buttfucking next door. I like the cut off your jibe