Being a Buffalo Bills fan was easy in the 90's because I was a young teenager and I didn't have all this worldly knowledge. Now that I'm burdened with this so called thing life, I have to make some tough, split second decisions. Take my drive into work this morning. I was a bit groggy from the beers and making fun of KISS that occurred last night (I'm going to go ahead and say some members of KISS are actually gay, regardless of reputation. No one should prance about the stage with such enthusiasm. I don't care how much makeup you are wearing, or how much all of your songs sound the same) I digress. I was cut off by a minivan. This minivan had two notable features.
- A Buffalo Bills license plate cover
- A Bush/Cheney '04 bumper sticker
I often base my choice of letting you merge/not flick you off while driving by you for a minor offense (either actually occurring or imagined) based on how you decorate the backside of your car. Being a lifelong Bills fan, people who sport the Bills decorations get a pass. Being a lifelong Democrat, people who are republican often get the finger. It was a give them the stick/don't give them the stick situation. I deduced that since they are republican that they can't love anything that is pure... like something such as the Buffalo Bills. I gave them the finger.
I'm going to bar to root against the Cowboys. (I really just want to see thousands of people wearing their Jessica Simpson face masks)Why am I doing this ? Because of this
fucking mess I support the NFL's right create their own network and make money off their product, but something has to be done because I'm sick of going into work all hungover because I had to goto a bar to watch the.... why am I complaining. I love going to the bar to watch the game. Its what makes America work. People going to drink and root for their sports teams. That and a strong hard currency.... wait....I am Ron Burgandy ?
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