Showing posts with label vomit and diarrhea and all that jazz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vomit and diarrhea and all that jazz. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The Players Are Getting Soft Poo Again


Hey Virus guy, leave my team alone! You did your thing two years ago. It's okay, we got it, you make people throw up everything they have inside, bring food violently out of every orifice, and cause havoc in the eastern conference standings. If you're the same weird 12-legged guy who threw his shit around the room a couple of years back, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Virus, you're a prick. You're an arrogant prick. You think you impress me when you try to go by Influenza? Ooohhhh! Influenza! I'm sooo scared! You're a prick flu guy. Call yourself what you want to make yourself feel more important, we all know who you really are. You're flu. Three letters. You're basic. Get out of the players flu guy, leave them alone, they have enough to deal with, with their innate laziness and regular eagerness to not play.

Get out flu. The power of Advil flu and sinus compels you.