Okay, the Browns are pretty good this year, but the busting of balls still must take place.

Joe friggin’ Flacco. That’s all I have to say about that.

 

Links?

 

Speaking of losers, they should all be wearing skirts for the game.

 

Isn’t there a pill for that?

 

That’s a lot of chopsticks.

 

About all I can muster for this story is “whut?”.

 

You know how you get rid of low paying jobs? Push the issue until you’re replaced by a robot.

 

Umm, did you consider taking the headset off?

 

Here’s another “whut?”.

 

Okay, my glass is empty and the game is on. Peace out, Glibbies!