Friday, November 17, 2006
NFL FootBag
I’d line this footbag up for a forty two yard field goal then plant one right in that tonguey face.
The ‘Bag is up… and he’s no good!…
As to the euro-hotties, I would perform intricate T.O. touchdown dances while humming the Monday Night Football theme just to walk the streets of Amsterdam with their older sisters. I would drink Heineken and paint Van Gogh inspired art merely to trade in Euro-Dollars they once fondled.
Yes. It’s Friday morning. And the DB1 is drunk.
