Oh, right, football.
Ugh, if the Chargers lose Monday night I'm going to have to put on my pissed off hat. I imagine CJ will also have to dust off his pissed off hat, which is not the same as his apathy hat. The apathy hat is the one he wore all last year. The pissed off hat is the one he wore after the Patriots removed us from the playoffs two years ago. My pissed off hat is the one Philip Rivers made me wear early last season, but I don't take it out very often these days. If you go back in the archives you'll notice that we both used to predominantly wear our pissed off hats together and that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It's my opinion that some of the best writing from both of us comes from under pissed off hats. As the Chargers flounder, the entertainment value and quality of our critique soars. Conundrum. Maybe I'll just wear this hat.
If Ted Cotrell doesn't start blitzing the quarterback I'm going to mail him some poo. Go Bolts!!!
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I want to superbone that chick. Or marry her? Marry is the same as superbone right? She'd totally me into superboning if she met me.
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