KC Chiefs - Hold my beer!
Mmmm
mmmm-again
Hey you! I know you, I know you.
Hallelujah, and holy shit. . . Where’s the Tylenol?
Hi I’m . . .. [exhales]
Now that’s a lot of fucking
Did I miss where I said he owed anyone anything?
led stand to no longer edit and re-edit and re-edit posts that get fucked by Kinja. I have taken the princip
On replay, even as a Chiefs fan, it was BS. But the ref was right on top of the play and did not hesitate. My read is he interpreted the CB dragging his forearm across the bridge of the helmet as a purposeful attempted at forearm shiver to the head.
The worst part of enduring losing streaks under Andy Reid is the philosophical reluctance to ‘air dirty laundry.’
]too st comment system, st video player on the internet. Still the shittie
Put a Bronco in these panties, because the Juice is LOOSE!!
Even the treasured Will Ferrell, John C. Reilly version?
Though I never heard of the term until this Jollibee article, as a native of KC with its BBQ meccas, I have always known the joy of Langhap-sarap. It’s that contented exchange of glances filled with anticipation as you exit the car and smell the smokehouse in the parking lot.
Interesting how some touches seem like inattention to detail, and are therefore annoying, and others seem purposeful and are therefore endearing.
Cry me an effing river.
Unless Revis has somewhere hidden in him the capacity to make people say ‘Berry who?’ Chiefs D ain’t hoisting no trophies.
That irreverence , that wit I’d recognize it anywhere.
NEARLY unison.