Say, did you hear about the person of the Polish persuasion who walked into a bar with a big ole pile of shit in his hands, and he says "Look what I almost stepped in"?

Click Play for sweet yodeling action!

At long last, the time is finally upon us. It begins, bitches. This Thursday, our heroes (and Jason David) head out to the desert for sixty minutes of mostly-pointless rambunctiousness versus the Unpainted Arizona Cardinals. Glendale may look as fertile as the Tennessee Valley, but it’s a rocky place where a man’s seed can find no purchase. The projected HI (see what I did there?) for Thursday currently stands at 104°. If I were Drew Brees, I think I’d skip this little get together, slip out with the boys and knock back a couple of Coca Colas.

more…