This is it. The Holy day. And yes, S/O to everyone celebrating Eid - Al - Fitr and Rosh Hashanah. But that's not what I'm speaking of. Although this religions holy day also falls on Sunday, today we offer our tithe fees to the gods of FOOTBALL. Yes, Football. After months of boring Baseball games, that "Ricky Bobby Shit" they call NASCAR, The LeBron-A-Thon, and yet another year of Favre's fairy prancing around retirement we are finally here. That's right. Everything is right in the world, as long as it consists of beer, channel surfing and your stat-boy buddy who knows how many yards Steve Young threw for in his debut from memory. Ladies, you too can be apart of the fraternity of Football. Couple rules though... If you don't know, ask later. Two: Clothing is optional on game day (Preferably just a jersey...). And last but not least: Keep the beer coming. I would like to take time out to thank GOD and George S. Hallas for creating this beautiful thing we call "A National Pastime". AMEN.......................................................
P.S. FUCK TERRY JONES
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