Even before my unintentionally long absence from this blog, I have never been a fan of the New England Patriots, so yesterday's shellacking at the hands of the Steelers was joy to my eyes.
Like a chewy Rachmaninoff piano concerto, there was one moment of ecstasy that stood out in this submission contest: Saint Wes of the Welker, patron of Godsmack-cranking, generic-tatted Masshole yobs from Medford to Quincy, got blow'd the fuck up by Steelers safety Ryan Clark. The Wellllkaaaaahh did not return to the game after getting hit so hard his momma back in Texas felt it.
Check out the beauty over at Kissing Suzy Kolber.
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