(I love chicks who format their own html for me)
Hi. I'm Flash Warner and I'm here to bitch. It's a little lengthy but it's
formatted! That helps, right? :)
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ESPN: You are some triflin motherfuckers. So Rex Ryan has a foot
fetish. He and his wife even get down with BDSM and swingers. Big
fucking deal. Does it affect the New York Jets? No. Does it affect his
job performance? Please. Does it have any impact on the NFL? Not at all.
So why do you have anything to say about it? You had no trouble going
silent on Ben Roethlisberger's sexual assault allegations, but ensuring
that Sports Nation knows that the NFL and the Jets consider this a
personal matter we should all fuck off from is news? Fuck that. You're
Deadspin with a larger staff, better videos, and a played out Bill
Simmons. The sooner someone drops a bomb on Bristol, the better off the
world will be.
Chris Berman: I hate you with the fire of 10,000 suns. And
no, it's not because your lack of preparation causes you to stutter and
stammer while reading the teleprompter; or that your cultural knowledge was
cryogenically frozen around the time Tears for Fears broke up; or even
because you're so fat that you can't say more than five words without
descending into a breathless grumble.
FUUUUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK you. My left breast has more substance. You are an automatic mute; a clown; a jester; a jock sniffing beached whale in a Men's Warehouse suit whom Greenpeace needs to tow back to sea. Sports coverage is buried in the avalanche of your journalistic inadequacies, you fat, vaudevillian fuck, and it'll likely never recover. Die.
Jenn Sterger: While I enjoyed your near-botched shaming of
True Grit Favre, why don't you and your gold digging cock socket do some
real philanthropic work and mount Chris Berman? He'll die of a coronary, and
I will celebrate you forever as the Whore of Occasional Good Deeds. It's
win-win.
Size-challenged men who send pics of their junk: If you're
attempting to seduce someone with this method, logic dictates that you send
shots of your business at its largest, hardest, and most impressive. But
most men aren't logical, are they? Instead of fluffing up and showing off a
piece that's ready to do work and turn us out, too many of you send pictures
of flaccid, wounded turtle cock and wonder why we aren't turned on. It's as
if you're saying to yourselves, "She's been a little resistant. How can I
fix it? Ah, yes - a picture of my dick. It's only four inches long and looks
like an enlarged thumb, but if I get it at the right angle…" Sorry (Brett),
but no. A rule of thumb to all you romantic gentlemen out there: show us
something we can use. If your stock looks like it'd be at home with a little
relish, mustard, and a bun, put it away.
AofG: This site was a must visit for years, unlocking the
magic on various topics five or six times a week. What happened? AofG's
demise makes me sad, and it must become great again. Coz? Jackie? Frank? Are you out there? Please do something. I want to live here again.
My man's lesbian assistant: You asked your boss to donate
sperm to you and your partner three weeks after he found out he's going to
be a father. Then you told him that I should contact you if I have any
questions or concerns. Bitch, are you crazy? This isn't a fucking sorority.
His sperm is claimed, spoken for, taken. It flies my flag.
So you and Vanessa need to take your asses to the sperm bank, Vietnam, or a
foster home, because the only person having his babies on this planet is me.
"We'd like to use your sperm." I ought to kick you in the goddamn
neck.
Ron Washington: You do realize Neftali Feliz was in your
bullpen, right? He of the 2.73 ERA, .176 opponents’ batting average, and
71/18 K/BB ratio in 69 innings? Since you kept running out Darren Oliver – a
corpse with pubic hairs older than you – I wasn't sure. Oh wait, you're the
type of fool who snorts up week-old cocaine when there's a purer, fresher
batch wasting away right in front of you. Darren Oliver makes perfect
sense.
England World Cup team: God save the Queen, huh? For the
fifth time in 10 years, you have shamed our nation. Eat a hot bowl of dicks,
you preening, gutless slags. I would rather England quit footballing all
together than see any of you on a pitch in Her Majesty's colours again. You
disgust me.
Robert Green: Yes, I'm still mad at you. I'm also wondering
why someone has yet to throw you down a well and fill it with hot tar and
bricks. I'd do it myself but I don't know where you live.
Arsenal Football Club: No inspiration, no discipline, no
passion, no glory. Oh to be a Gooner.
Arsene Wenger: Some say that Arsenal can't play beautiful
football and win silverware. I disagree. It's a very real possibility, but
do you know what stands in our way? You. We don't have a viable keeper, a
true striker, or any experienced leadership because you sold it all away and
replaced it with fetuses. What's that, you say? Cesc can lead us? Please.
Cesc couldn't lead this squad of children into a hole in the ground.
"That was the big difference that played in our heads," said
Fabregas, after ManUre humiliated us. "Sometimes we seem scared of
losing these big games. We don't really go for it and we're tempted to drop
back and see what the opposition will do." Oh Captain, my Captain.
Thanks for guiding the troops. The thing is, Arsene, I'd pray for the board
to force you into action instead of allowing you to sit untouched in your
ivory tower of footballing genius, but what good would it do? If you had to
act, all of your buys would be 15 years old still sucking on their mamas'
teets. "Our new captain has acne and isn't old enough to drive? That
sounds about right, Arsene." Fucker.
My unborn child: Being pregnant is crap. These are supposed
to be the most magical 10 months of my life, so this opinion probably makes
me a bad mother. There have been magical moments, mind you. I cried when we
heard your heartbeat for the first time and again when we watched you punch
and kick like a lunatic before relaxing to suck your thumb during the
ultrasound. But apart from those amazing 20 minutes and my ramped up sex
drive, I'm in a bad way. If I'm not peeing, I’m nauseated, and if I'm not
nauseated, I'm playing chicken with your father's hands, which involuntarily
grab at my boobs even though I keep reminding him that my chest feels like
it's been pummeled by large, hot rocks. My OBGYN banned me from surfing
until you're born (an understandable yet soul-crushing edict), a scene in
the Boardwalk Empire finale made me cry, and random people touch my
stomach without asking. However, I now realize my grievance shouldn't be
addressed to you but to your father – the guy whose enthusiastic sperm beat
the pill; the guy who – much to my extreme dismay – already bought you
Celtics onesies and then suggested your middle name be Truth; the guy who
runs around dropping "we this" and "we that" as if he also has a human being
growing in his body and jumping on his bladder. Some days all of this makes
me want to knock his cheery ass out. Needless to say, Baby Flash, today is
one of those days.
Tears For Fears broke up? Really? Ah, dammit.
Posted by: Graduate | December 23, 2010 at 01:11 PM
I have tears in my eyes. If Assman doesn't show, I don't see this being overtaken.
Posted by: Vandelay | December 23, 2010 at 01:12 PM
AofG's demise makes me sad
Oh yeah...and bite me.
Posted by: Vandelay | December 23, 2010 at 01:16 PM
The gunners are second on the table halfway through and you're bitching? WHAT!? My Villa is near relegation, poached by city, and all their forwards have been hurt. Just stop it. I want a retraction from you.
Also, women love ball pics.
Posted by: Kenny Bania | December 23, 2010 at 01:29 PM
Gold. Couldn't agree more with your take on Arsenal, but I think a statue should be erected of Robert Green. I should forward this to my wife as a reminder of why we should be done making babies.
Posted by: The Sybian | December 23, 2010 at 01:32 PM
The random people touching your belly without asking is a common grievance among all pregant women and completely understandable. Who the fuck does that? What makes anyone think that's okay? Grab Flash's boobs if you feel the need to grab anyting.
Posted by: Vandelay | December 23, 2010 at 01:50 PM
Sweet Moses, that was a quality read.
Posted by: NL_FC | December 23, 2010 at 02:22 PM
@Vandelay: It was rude and I'm sorry. I'll suffer 10 boob grabs for the offense.
@Bania: I refuse. No one remembers who lurked at the top of the table. They only care who won it all. It's the whole point of organised sports. Second place may as well be Villa when you go year after year after sodding year without trophies. Oh wait ;)
@The Sybian: if you erect a statue of Robert Green, I will find you and call you out to the street for an epic confrontation. After that, let's get drunk and eat waffles.
@NL_FC: Thank you. May a squadron of beautiful vaginas find their way to your crotch by day's end.
Posted by: Flash | December 23, 2010 at 04:19 PM
Classic grievance. Well played, Flash! Festivus benefits from a woman's touch.
Posted by: Schmoopie | December 23, 2010 at 04:25 PM
Truth is a horrible name for the baby, I agree. It sounds like a hippie name. Rondo is more like it!
Posted by: jeff | December 23, 2010 at 04:54 PM
You've won more games than any other team. Your write up was the tops, but I have NO sympathy for you. You'll be playin in Champions League and I'd be ecstatic if the Villains turned it around and got into Europa. Actually, that's not true. Fuck Europa. I hope we take away 3 points from you at the end of the season and YOU'RE in Europa. Whining when your team is awesome. Unbelievable. (I will give you this - Nasri and Arshavin were non existent at Old Trafford. Feel free to grieve that.)
Go Chelsea! Oh Jesus. I'm never writing that again. I just got a sick taste in my mouth and am typing blind.
Posted by: Kenny Bania | December 23, 2010 at 05:05 PM
I had no idea Flash was British. Besides from being hot and kinda bad-ass, she probably even has a sexy accent. Now I really want to grab her boobs.
Posted by: Vandelay | December 23, 2010 at 06:44 PM
Well done, Flash -- a splendid Grievance.
But, you mentioning that "sperm beat the pill," well now, that has me worried. I got a feelin' mine are pretty enthusiastic these days, because I'm going to see my girlfriend for the first time since October in a couple of days, and... hmm.
Posted by: H.E. Pennypacker | December 25, 2010 at 01:15 AM
@jeff: I thought you were with me :(
@Bania: 1) Ugh, you're right. I'm a spoiled brat of a fan, and if I had to suffer Villa's rubbish, I'd be in tears. I also admit to spending an hour trying to invent excuses for this response and coming up with little more than "but still." Shame abounds. 2) 14 May at Emirates. I'll be there. Will you?
@Vandelay: I do. *taunt*
@Pennypacker: I was on the pill for 8 years and hadn't missed a day since 2005. Maybe you should double bag it.
Posted by: Flash | December 26, 2010 at 02:08 AM
@Flash: Well, looks like I'm gonna make like American troops in Iraq and pull out.
Posted by: H.E. Pennypacker | December 27, 2010 at 09:09 AM
I will watch soccer at the same place I always do. Prerecorded and hungover on my couch.
Sorry about your team beating Chelsea yesterday.
Posted by: Kenny Bania | December 28, 2010 at 09:14 AM
Not as sorry as I am over them negating the win by going down like a sack of bitches yesterday.
Posted by: Flash | December 30, 2010 at 01:45 PM
I could hardly keep myself awake~
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