so thanks in large part to the country bumpkin' up in the NYC, the Thug Apologist put on the sort of savage fantasy football beating that can make you forget about the fact that the NFL team you root for can't win a road game to save their lives. Favre tossed 6 fucking touchdowns (hey i wonder if that douchebag Kornheiser will talk about it non-stop on Monday Night Football) which ended up being 45 fantasy points and then the rest of my team added some good totals as well netting us a final of 156...and that's just cuz we left Steve Slaton and Michael Bush on the bench and played Fred Taylor and Darren McFadden's no producing asses. ah DMac...you are fucking me good on that pick aren't you? regardless Romo and T.O. are back to whipping ass and getting big points as is the Titans defense. now if only my damn runningbacks would ever produce we might be able to hang 200 on a motherfucker.
Eazy was pleased and noone had to die. and that's what really matters.
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