they're enablers. all of my boston friends -- seemingly educated, rational people -- refuse to accept the fact that they're rooting for a bunch of cheaters. they seem to truly believe that there's some kind of grand conspiracy at work to discredit their beloved football team. it's dumb.
and not for nothing, but after shooting lincoln, booth ran from a theater to a warehouse; after shooting kennedy, oswald ran from a warehouse to a theater.
i always knew that my penchant for porn would eventually give me away, and it looks like it finally did. you got me -- I'm doug whaley, ya'll.
if you're curious about what cb we'll be taking this year, pm me.
the perfect former poster with the perfect 10,000 post count failed to park his truck perfectly within the lines. or is the former poster insinuating that rex is so fat he needs additional room to mount his billsmobile?
i don't know why cb doesn't get more love since he's never uttered a negative word about the bills. seems like that would make him the favorite "reporter" of a lot of people around here.
of course whaley reads tbd -- he fits perfectly into the demographic profile:
1. spends an unhealthy amount of time thinking about the bills.
2. spends the rest of his time downloading porn.
it's always a little different, though. case in point: only one of our washout qb's was decapitated by a floor mat during training camp. the rest of our washout qb's have effortlessly navigated those floor mats without incident. in that way, each washout brings us something new and unique. they're like snowflakes.