Got an image you'd like to see in here first thing in the morning? Send it to firstname.lastname@example.org. Subject: Morning crap.
As Mr. Against Speed showed yesterday, God loves even the Redskins, even though they cost him a three-team parlay by failing to cover against the Chiefs — the Chiefs! Well, a certain segment of our country worships Chick-fil-A, and they're not so forgiving.
Ah, but the joke's on you, faceless chicken corporation. Your clever sign is flawed; the Browns don't even play until tomorrow! Wait, Cleveland is on Monday Night Football? Shit, I guess the joke's on all of us.
Another Sunday, another chance to get bitched at for my choice of music. I'm going to keep posting crappy 90s nu metal until you like it.