If you win this week, I will let you write my sig line and I will have to live with it for the nest month. I am so confident of my victory that I won’t even ask for any return bet.
You, my friend, are going down in a flaming pile of rubble and self-regret.
Dear Lord, my team was more impotent than a convention of 75 year old men.
I do have a few saving graces though. I never actually said I would use the sig line for that month. Just kidding, I’ll take my beating like a man. I will apply the sig line at the same rate I normally do, in my first post on a thread.
“Falcon knows so much more than me about football, I should just snip off my dick and donate it to someone more worthy. I should just stick to rating which cheerleader squads have the cutest and most spirited routines.”