Posted 11 December 2012 - 04:10 PM
Now that we have disposed of those over rated Falcon ass clowns, I find myself in a quandary. How in the hell am i supposed to talk smack about San Diego? God literally reached down from the heavans and combined great weather with hot women. If there is a polar opposite of Atlanta, GA, San Diego would be it. There are two places in this world where my armpits and ass dont sweat, and San Diego is one of them. I mean the god damned Gas Lamp district is fugging awesome. The rickshaw drivers and their "you're to big to take uphill" attitude can eat my sh*t though. And those damned Chinook helicopters that damn near landed on my car last time I drove from LA to San Diego can blow me. But the Bolts? You guys attract less fans to a game than Matt Ryan's career playoff passing yardage total. If it weren't for TJ and the donkey shows I'm certain Philip Rivers' redneck ass would have left town when LT did. And your little "danger high voltage" signs in the end zones take stupid to a level Martin Grammatica never even achieved. But for real yo, I've got nothing but love for San Diego. I don't know sh*t about your football team and to be honest could not care any less. Norv Turner needs some of that acne sh*t that Jessica Simpson pushes but other than that factoid, I'd rather be playing the Toronto Argonauts. I can't wait to visit once again.
PS- fug your airport and that short ass runway. Gives me Hemroids just thinking about it.