To paraphrase a line from my one of my favorite pencil bloggers: Fucking skull fuck Sage Rosenfels in the head until he's dead and piss in his skull.
Oh my fucking god.
The motherfucker throws a bunch of fantasy points to his receivers, all both of whom defeat me in my fantasy matchup with aforementioned blogger, and then becomes a total idiot and single handedly loses the game for his team. I expect that sort of failure in anything involving Houston, but...fuck.
Hey Houston, way to fuck over Dallas and then fuck yourself. Congratulations.
The Dipsos are ready for the Elder God to come and eat us now, but please know that our sanity is already gone...we do taste like Tuaca though.