So after a night of partying by myself in the hotel hallway, I wake up at 7 am ready to rock some sidelines. A few games of 'find the butthole' later we were all in the car heading to the fields. After not passing any McCHRONIC I decide to drop the sweeties off at the fields and drive around looking for a grocery store. I find this sweet mom 'n pop's Walmart and grab some food and drank for the troops as I stuff a sausage biskit in my face. so delicious. I sound the battle horn and Sinbad sallys forth to the fields.
I get to the games to find that GOP has already won and Rama is still at the tournament. Rama was playing the other GOP in a close match of wits and chest hair. Broah drops the brohammer on two bros in one point getting the d's and sending some chumps to join in the injury revolution. Well all the broing in the world didn't help Rama as they lost in a most uncool fashion. Oh well. In John Kerry-esque fashion the teams flip flopped opponents giving rise the GOP v. GOP matchup no one was talking about.
After Rama's loosening the pickle jar, GOP walked over gop to the tune of 13-11. The game was often a battle of yards as the wind began to pick up across the Wisconsin wilderness. Frank mZonars channeled the demonic powers of the double GOP to crush the earth with powerful disc spikes. Man that guy has a good swagger. The team fought through fatigue with hard running and hard ons. BONER! HI FIVE!
As GOP pressed on they entered the mystical forest. There they came upon Hegolef, a most unholy dragon. After rolling a measly 4 the team was forced to run away. They met BANK's band of bearstronauts who decided to join the fellowship. Now with this alliance the team took on Iowa State. This horrible game was made bearable by Smutko getting a footblock and calling the dude a bitch. Yea fucking awesome. Then when Hupps d'd some dude who calls foul, Smutko responds with 'dude you're short. you got d'd.' This bulletproof reasoning didn't dissuade the chump but won the hearts of 'merica. With a 7-13 loss the team decides to blame Craig, but when we went to sacrifice him he was replaced with a ram. Fickle God.
Oh and Rama maybe beat the Pimpdagz. Who knows??
McMuffin Out.
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