Jerry Jones even makes Urkel look straight.
6:40 PM – It has been a long time since I posted a rage stroke on here. I blame (I mean thank) my new baby girl, Hannah. She’s been a blessing and has kept me more mellow than normal. That, plus what is there to watch in the summer? Baseball? If I wanted to watch something that gay and shitty I would watch amateur gay scat porn.
6:45 PM – Even though I could just watch this game at home, I’ve decided to get some Boston Redskins fans together that I’ve found in some facebook groups and on the national Redskins website and meet up at a bar downtown. I figured being drunk and awake at midnight wouldn’t be enough for a productive day at work tomorrow, so I also added in a 45 minute train ride. On another note, thanks to Sunday Ticket, I got to watch Jason Campbell excel in Oakland. A fumble and an interception and he was on his back more often than the 14 year-old Korean boy that I am quite positive Tony Romo keeps locked in his cellar.
6:47 PM – I hope to have internet service in the bar so that I can update on the road, but if not I’ll make sure to do it first thing tomorrow morning while hungover.
8:10 PM – This bar is hurting. The kitchen closed at 8. What the fuck is this? Omaha? Wait, those fatties alway eat. Salt Lake City????
8:13 PM – Our jerseys look sweet. The gold looks good. Actual gold color not like the dick-pus yellow that Maryland basketball wears.
8:18 PM – This bar is jumping. Can you tell we won 4 games last year?
10:38 PM – I have been drinking. Beer. reed Doughty is a fucking pussy. I caught his last interaction on tape: Oh Puck I wost Mai guy huh woh!
11:13 PM – DeMartha Ware blew out her ovary. poor pussy.
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