Dudes,
Happy fucking Thanksgiving Day to all you cats out there that continually kick ass, take names, and enjoy that attributes of life that give us reason to wake up every day and rock it.
My units this season suck dick about as well as Linda Lovelace once did in her prime, and more so in our fantasies. Keep in mind, the Meat Vendors definitive definition of a superb hummer is when you have to pull the bed sheets out of your asses from clenching so hard in a valiant effort of trying to hang on. OK, if you haven't experienced it yet, you're with the wrong kind of chicks.
A return to Cali for me to hang with Candy, Eureka, and I think her name was Svetlana. All I know is she was "From Russia with Love" last year. I can remember the faces, just not the names, but "my love" was left running down her back. I'm sure you fuckers get the picture. Going to attend one of Motley Crues final shows and celebrate New Years hopefully not on the San Andreas Line.
OK, enough bullshit here....
My Game of the Year. How the fuck can you have a 10-0 team not favored against a team with a losing record that will not make the playoffs. Our buddies in Vegas fucked up bad on this one, as the Panthers according to The Meat Vendor database should be between a 4-6 point chalk on the road in this one. So, to the odds makers out there, and as Toby Keith would say it, "Kiss my ass."
10 units Dallas Cowboys Pick (Game of the Year, Leg Spreader of the Week)
9 units Philadelphia Eagles +3
5 units Chicago/Green Bay over 44.5
4 units Carolina/Dallas over 44.5
3 units Green Bay Packers -7.5
Enjoy my brothers...
As always my fellow worm burpers, keep it crispy,
Best of Luck,
Eddie Rebel
Happy fucking Thanksgiving Day to all you cats out there that continually kick ass, take names, and enjoy that attributes of life that give us reason to wake up every day and rock it.
My units this season suck dick about as well as Linda Lovelace once did in her prime, and more so in our fantasies. Keep in mind, the Meat Vendors definitive definition of a superb hummer is when you have to pull the bed sheets out of your asses from clenching so hard in a valiant effort of trying to hang on. OK, if you haven't experienced it yet, you're with the wrong kind of chicks.
A return to Cali for me to hang with Candy, Eureka, and I think her name was Svetlana. All I know is she was "From Russia with Love" last year. I can remember the faces, just not the names, but "my love" was left running down her back. I'm sure you fuckers get the picture. Going to attend one of Motley Crues final shows and celebrate New Years hopefully not on the San Andreas Line.
OK, enough bullshit here....
My Game of the Year. How the fuck can you have a 10-0 team not favored against a team with a losing record that will not make the playoffs. Our buddies in Vegas fucked up bad on this one, as the Panthers according to The Meat Vendor database should be between a 4-6 point chalk on the road in this one. So, to the odds makers out there, and as Toby Keith would say it, "Kiss my ass."
10 units Dallas Cowboys Pick (Game of the Year, Leg Spreader of the Week)
9 units Philadelphia Eagles +3
5 units Chicago/Green Bay over 44.5
4 units Carolina/Dallas over 44.5
3 units Green Bay Packers -7.5
Enjoy my brothers...
As always my fellow worm burpers, keep it crispy,
Best of Luck,
Eddie Rebel