As a special treat, Carolina coach John Fox provided an interview to Sports, The Mockery.
STM: First things first Coach Fox, thank you for giving us the time for this interview.
Coach Fox: Time has become an illusory concept to me and let me clarify that. Each week that passes is the same as the last. At first, I would see who we were playing and know what week it was based on that, but I lost all motivation to look at a schedule after some time. Then I would keep track of the weeks dragging me by the descending levels of despair and woe, but eventually it all washed together. My theory is that hopelessness has a lower bound of zero, it can't be expressed in negative numbers, unlike a significant portion of our passes. Once I reach zero, my despair could reach no lower, failed to change, and deprived me of my ability to measure time. Maybe I should contact an astrophysicist. They could provide me a measure of the universe degrading to a heat death and I could use that to keep track of the time.
STM: That's terrific. My first question. How disappointing is it for your team to be leading the NFL in losses?
Coach Fox: If you had a child who ended up 900 pounds, his formless body oozing into the crevasses of the couch he has occupied for the last few months, his body glistening in nauseating grease, you would understand.
STM: What has happened? How has your team ended up in this position?
Coach Fox: What would you expect if you put a 5 year old in a pit of ravenous lions?
STM: To be more specific, it seems as if your offense has been particularly ineffective. What were your offenses problems against Atlanta?
Coach Fox: To start the game, Jonathan Stewart fumbled the ball in our own territory to Atlanta. Thankfully, as I said above, I have already hit bottom and no longer feel anything new. From a purely logical standpoint, I can understand that Jonathan Stewart, still possessing some vigor or energy beyond that of simple involuntary behavior your body performs, was probably disappointed as he is one of the few players on this team who doesn't deserve to have his mind devoured by this execrable situation. Anyway, that play is emblematic of one of the problems of our offense, turnovers.
STM: What other issues is your offense having?
Coach Fox: Complete ineptitude by our QBs. We had six drives without a first down against Atlanta. If I still had the capacity for it, I would be shocked at the total of 13 first downs that we accumulated. In fact, we had 212 yards rushing against the Falcons, averaging 7.6 yards per rush. Do you know how bad your passing game has to be to turn that into 10 points? Well, here's a stat for you. We averaged 2.5 yards per pass play. I checked to see if those involved in the passing game have been watching scouting film from the 1920s, but alas, there was no such easy fixes.
STM: What other fixes have you tried?
Coach Fox: Some may have noticed the QB chipper on the sideline. Its basically a wood chipper modified to fit my QBs in there. It is fairly self explanatory. If a QB doesn't perform up to standard, they get shoved in, sometimes face first if I am feeling merciful, feet first if I think it could revive some connection to humanity, be it compassion or sadism. By the way, the QB chipper is not what made Jimmy Clausen's face look like a leprechaun whose face has been crushed by a hydraulic press. Unfortunately, as it seems with all of endeavors, especially Jake Delhomme, it was an exercise in futility.
STM: That sounds pretty unconventional.
Coach Fox: Sometimes good coaching requires an indifference to human suffering.
STM: Some have suggested you try to involve Steve Smith in the offense more.
Coach Fox: This season, Steve Smith is like receiving a Christmas card from one of your more cantankerous yet entertaining relatives. You open it, and inside you find a picture of their testicles painted red and green.
STM: How about your defense. What improvements could be made there?
Coach Fox: The defense is deceptive like a stomach ulcer. It is constant. Painful. Sometimes causes vomiting. It can be confused with something less harmless, like acid reflux or heartburn. But it may be bleeding inside of you. Killing you. Spraying your insides with stomach acids. Some statistics indicate it is merely below average, 24th in points per drive and 14th in yards per drive. However, it is the steadily growing cancer eating my life while the offense is the multiple gunshot wounds bleeding me to death
(Note: At this point John Fox stared at me, his eyes not vacant, yet betraying an emptiness and I knew infinity.)
STM: There are rumors that you will be fired at the end of the season you will be fired. Do you have any comment on that.
Coach Fox: I used to believe that the death penalty was inhumane. The many flaws in the process let injustice seep through and the very wait for death is similar to torture. I face the headman's ax now and it has convinced me to support the death penalty with the appeals process removed. On a somewhat related note, the organization has decided that I am never to be left alone.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The Race to the Bottom: Green Bay @ Detroit Recap
Detroit defeats Green Bay, 7-3
The weekend featured two games where teams removed themselves from contention for the top slot by notching their third win of the season. Buffalo was the first; Detroit, the second.
Both teams have suffered close losses throughout the year, the hand of fate putting gentle yet firm pressure on the back of their heads as they struggled to get just above the surface of the water. Buffalo lost 3 overtimes games to superior opponents, Baltimore, Kansas City, and Pittsburgh. It also suffered close losses to Chicago and Miami. Detroit lost close games to Chicago twice, Buffalo, Philadelphia, Green Bay, and the New York Jets in OT.
Those who have followed my meandering thoughts on these losing teams know of my new statistic, RAPELs. The acronym stands for Record After Particularly Excruciating Losses. In its nascent form, I have applied it only to the Bills performances of the last 4 years. There is a reason for this. RAPELs is not perfectly objective like JaMarcus Russell's 326 career incompletions or Ki-Jana Carter's 3.29 yards per attempt in his Cincinnati career. The subjective element is determining what counts as a particularly excruciating loss. Many factors go into the decision. A brief, but not exclusive list:
Closeness of the loss. Obviously a close loss is more excruciating than a blowout. No one's heartstings are plucked and snap because of a 35-3 stomping. Those who would be are too drunk to have feelings beyond mild annoyance towards urinating one's pants.
Coughing up a lead late in the game. If your team is down 17 points and makes the deficit 3 points and you get angry about it, its time for you to drink more, because you obviously are too sober for the occasion. It's like getting angry when you feel up someone, get the sexual harassment lawsuit dismissed, but don't get to go on a date with them. Calm down slugger.
Playoff implications. Especially for teams that are annually terrible. The playoff hopes don't have to be all that realistic or else this requirement would rarely be met by the teams I discuss. A 7-6 team that needs to win out against with two other playoff teams in the way would still count. While you may argue that the unlikeliness of a succssful playoff berth should temper the excruciation, you should also consider that fans of teams analyzed here are desparate for even an appearance on the national stage, like food to the starving, or human contact to the leper.
Extreme circumstances. These are what make a loss particularly excruciating. It is impossible to establish an objective criteria for this as these losses often involve bizarre circumstances. Kick returners taking balls out of the endzone when a touchback was perfectly acceptable. Double tipped passes landing in the hands of a waiting receiver who sprints to the endzone just as baffled as those watching. Failed two point conversions to tie followed by an onside kick followed by a 50 yard field goal. One standard you could use is whether the loss inspires the urge to spray paint penises on the offending player's lawn, as long as you don't have the psychological disease penisprayitis.
Why do I prattle on about this when the Lions won? Because the previous week, Detroit suffered at the hands of their own coaching staff and were brutally mauled by the Chicago Bears. Briefly, the Lions had a lead going into fourth quarter, preparing to exact vengeance upon them for the first week loss that included the catch that was not a catch. Holding a slim 3 point lead with 12 minutes left, Detroit faced a 4th and 1 in Chicago Territory. The decision to go for it was not too egregious, a punt could have pinned Chicago near their own end zone but a first down and 1 is convertible and gives them a chance for a score. No, the distressing decision was to put the ball in the hands of Drew "Who Needs a 60% Completion Percentage?" Stanton (In the unedited version, I had Drew Henson. My cousin in law reminded me that that little fucker never played QB for the Lions. Stop naming your kids Drew.) for longer than a handoff would take. His failure was as surprising as my dog pooping on my neighbor's lawn and me not cleaning it up.
That doesn't put the loss up into the particularly excruciating territory. No, Detroit's defense assured that it would fall into that cubby hole with the rancid milk and soiled underpants. Chicago drove through the Detroit defense like an old Florida man frantically jamming the gas pedal as he careens into an open market full of bystanders. Ndomakung Suh, frustrated that no one could spell his first name correctly the first time, threw Jay "The Frenetic Diabetic" Cutler to the ground after an 8 yard scramble. The refs, part of a vast conspiracy with our secret Masonic masters, called unnecessary roughness. The extra 7 yards destroyed Detroit's psyche and the Bears scored a TD. Afterwards, the Detroit fans watched, numbed by the casual and frequent nature of the atrocities committed in front of them.
RAPELs is designed to follow what happens to team after these types of losses. Is there a hangover effect for these teams so terrorized? Does the team bounce back from such losses like a human head off the concrete after being slammed down?
In this particular case, Detroit did respond with a win against Green Bay. The game was boring but for the conflicting rooting forces that presented themselves. First and foremost, fans divide over whether they want their team to win. Some see the rotting yellow and slime green of the Packers and revolt instinctively. Some only care to get the highest draft pick so they can wait for the draft to boo their team for wasting such a precious resource.
Second, there was the concussion to Aaron Rodgers that splits Lions fans. One group of fans, the highfalutin, moralizing, finger wagging group who say you should never root for an injury, pretending that these athletes are actually human beings who will suffer permanent debilitation from the constant pounding these men take. These people are known as pussies, and to avoid misogyny, I use the Jay-Z defense for using the word. Another group of Lions fans are of those who want the Lions to win. In the stadium, they run to the beer vendors so they have an excuse to not join in the applauding for a player leaving under his own power. Out of the stadium, they watch their 20 inch black and white TV, fist pump clumsily, and spray saliva through their teeth. The last group of Lions fans are those who want to see their team lose. Aaron Rodgers concussion deepen their scowls and misanthropic inklings. They look the most solemn, but really just mourn the last 50 years of Lions football, letting nihilism seep in.
Third, there are the fans that think the defeat of the Packers without Rodgers indicate some sort of positive quality about their team. This group is composed of reckless homers and blithering idiots. Yes, you beat a team that lost its starting QB. You probably think that a boxer smashing a cripple indicates boxing ability. These are the same people who insist, "Every game is against an NFL Team. They are all tough." Many say this even while following a team that is the football equivalent of a turnstyle, so you'd think they understand that teams do vary in quality. They ignore schedule strength, personnel, home and away splits, and basic logic. I would I don't begrudge them their beliefs, but I do. If only those insipid fools let their illusions carry them to a comically tragic injury. Maybe they believe that the mass of an object doesn't effect the amount of force required to move it, so they believe their ability to stop paper airplanes allows them to stop a speeding train. Perhaps they believe that air resistance is not correlated to surface area, so they jump from the roof of their house hoping to float to the ground like a feather. My rambling point is schedule strength matters, and you West Coast NFL fans are rooting for a terrible product and ruining everything for us, and by us I mean those who wish to fully demolish the teams that play in your divisions. I am bitter that I can no longer do write-ups on the 49ers. I have to make due with the Broncos and Kyle "The King of Jowls" Orton.
The weekend featured two games where teams removed themselves from contention for the top slot by notching their third win of the season. Buffalo was the first; Detroit, the second.
Both teams have suffered close losses throughout the year, the hand of fate putting gentle yet firm pressure on the back of their heads as they struggled to get just above the surface of the water. Buffalo lost 3 overtimes games to superior opponents, Baltimore, Kansas City, and Pittsburgh. It also suffered close losses to Chicago and Miami. Detroit lost close games to Chicago twice, Buffalo, Philadelphia, Green Bay, and the New York Jets in OT.
Those who have followed my meandering thoughts on these losing teams know of my new statistic, RAPELs. The acronym stands for Record After Particularly Excruciating Losses. In its nascent form, I have applied it only to the Bills performances of the last 4 years. There is a reason for this. RAPELs is not perfectly objective like JaMarcus Russell's 326 career incompletions or Ki-Jana Carter's 3.29 yards per attempt in his Cincinnati career. The subjective element is determining what counts as a particularly excruciating loss. Many factors go into the decision. A brief, but not exclusive list:
Closeness of the loss. Obviously a close loss is more excruciating than a blowout. No one's heartstings are plucked and snap because of a 35-3 stomping. Those who would be are too drunk to have feelings beyond mild annoyance towards urinating one's pants.
Coughing up a lead late in the game. If your team is down 17 points and makes the deficit 3 points and you get angry about it, its time for you to drink more, because you obviously are too sober for the occasion. It's like getting angry when you feel up someone, get the sexual harassment lawsuit dismissed, but don't get to go on a date with them. Calm down slugger.
Playoff implications. Especially for teams that are annually terrible. The playoff hopes don't have to be all that realistic or else this requirement would rarely be met by the teams I discuss. A 7-6 team that needs to win out against with two other playoff teams in the way would still count. While you may argue that the unlikeliness of a succssful playoff berth should temper the excruciation, you should also consider that fans of teams analyzed here are desparate for even an appearance on the national stage, like food to the starving, or human contact to the leper.
Extreme circumstances. These are what make a loss particularly excruciating. It is impossible to establish an objective criteria for this as these losses often involve bizarre circumstances. Kick returners taking balls out of the endzone when a touchback was perfectly acceptable. Double tipped passes landing in the hands of a waiting receiver who sprints to the endzone just as baffled as those watching. Failed two point conversions to tie followed by an onside kick followed by a 50 yard field goal. One standard you could use is whether the loss inspires the urge to spray paint penises on the offending player's lawn, as long as you don't have the psychological disease penisprayitis.
Why do I prattle on about this when the Lions won? Because the previous week, Detroit suffered at the hands of their own coaching staff and were brutally mauled by the Chicago Bears. Briefly, the Lions had a lead going into fourth quarter, preparing to exact vengeance upon them for the first week loss that included the catch that was not a catch. Holding a slim 3 point lead with 12 minutes left, Detroit faced a 4th and 1 in Chicago Territory. The decision to go for it was not too egregious, a punt could have pinned Chicago near their own end zone but a first down and 1 is convertible and gives them a chance for a score. No, the distressing decision was to put the ball in the hands of Drew "Who Needs a 60% Completion Percentage?" Stanton (In the unedited version, I had Drew Henson. My cousin in law reminded me that that little fucker never played QB for the Lions. Stop naming your kids Drew.) for longer than a handoff would take. His failure was as surprising as my dog pooping on my neighbor's lawn and me not cleaning it up.
That doesn't put the loss up into the particularly excruciating territory. No, Detroit's defense assured that it would fall into that cubby hole with the rancid milk and soiled underpants. Chicago drove through the Detroit defense like an old Florida man frantically jamming the gas pedal as he careens into an open market full of bystanders. Ndomakung Suh, frustrated that no one could spell his first name correctly the first time, threw Jay "The Frenetic Diabetic" Cutler to the ground after an 8 yard scramble. The refs, part of a vast conspiracy with our secret Masonic masters, called unnecessary roughness. The extra 7 yards destroyed Detroit's psyche and the Bears scored a TD. Afterwards, the Detroit fans watched, numbed by the casual and frequent nature of the atrocities committed in front of them.
RAPELs is designed to follow what happens to team after these types of losses. Is there a hangover effect for these teams so terrorized? Does the team bounce back from such losses like a human head off the concrete after being slammed down?
In this particular case, Detroit did respond with a win against Green Bay. The game was boring but for the conflicting rooting forces that presented themselves. First and foremost, fans divide over whether they want their team to win. Some see the rotting yellow and slime green of the Packers and revolt instinctively. Some only care to get the highest draft pick so they can wait for the draft to boo their team for wasting such a precious resource.
Second, there was the concussion to Aaron Rodgers that splits Lions fans. One group of fans, the highfalutin, moralizing, finger wagging group who say you should never root for an injury, pretending that these athletes are actually human beings who will suffer permanent debilitation from the constant pounding these men take. These people are known as pussies, and to avoid misogyny, I use the Jay-Z defense for using the word. Another group of Lions fans are of those who want the Lions to win. In the stadium, they run to the beer vendors so they have an excuse to not join in the applauding for a player leaving under his own power. Out of the stadium, they watch their 20 inch black and white TV, fist pump clumsily, and spray saliva through their teeth. The last group of Lions fans are those who want to see their team lose. Aaron Rodgers concussion deepen their scowls and misanthropic inklings. They look the most solemn, but really just mourn the last 50 years of Lions football, letting nihilism seep in.
Third, there are the fans that think the defeat of the Packers without Rodgers indicate some sort of positive quality about their team. This group is composed of reckless homers and blithering idiots. Yes, you beat a team that lost its starting QB. You probably think that a boxer smashing a cripple indicates boxing ability. These are the same people who insist, "Every game is against an NFL Team. They are all tough." Many say this even while following a team that is the football equivalent of a turnstyle, so you'd think they understand that teams do vary in quality. They ignore schedule strength, personnel, home and away splits, and basic logic. I would I don't begrudge them their beliefs, but I do. If only those insipid fools let their illusions carry them to a comically tragic injury. Maybe they believe that the mass of an object doesn't effect the amount of force required to move it, so they believe their ability to stop paper airplanes allows them to stop a speeding train. Perhaps they believe that air resistance is not correlated to surface area, so they jump from the roof of their house hoping to float to the ground like a feather. My rambling point is schedule strength matters, and you West Coast NFL fans are rooting for a terrible product and ruining everything for us, and by us I mean those who wish to fully demolish the teams that play in your divisions. I am bitter that I can no longer do write-ups on the 49ers. I have to make due with the Broncos and Kyle "The King of Jowls" Orton.
Monday, December 13, 2010
The Race to the Bottom: Cleveland @ Buffalo Recap
In the continuing effort to document the dismal in today's NFL, I offer commentary on the teams competing for the best pick in the NFL Draft. Like the screams from a bonfire of children, the number of teams in competition for the top pick dwindle as the spectacle continues. The teams remaining in the hunt are:
The Buffalo Bills (3-10)
The Cincinnati Bengals (2-11)
The Denver Broncos (3-10)
The Detroit Lions (3-10)
The Carolina Panthers (1-12)
The Carolina Panthers are clearly the favorite in the race. Their dangerous combination of mediocre defense and consistently depressing offense has been too much for the other top teams to handle.
Today I handle the Buffalo Bills. You can find previous week's commentaries here - http://sonsofsamhorn.net/index.php?app=forums&module=post§ion=post&do=reply_post&f=54&t=60602
Buffalo defeats Cleveland, 13-6
When one watches terrible football, you hope for entertainment in the form of absurd mistakes you see as the play develops and comical ineptitude. If we can watch comedies centered around such happenstance, surely the reality is all the funnier. Unfortunately, Buffalo could not deliver. They were efficient on both sides of the ball, a fumble lost by their offense being the only serious blemish. Fitzpatrick continued his surprising positive performance on the season, the best display of this occurring when he drove the Bills offense 89 yards in 8:14. He managed to get two first downs with his legs on said drive and provided the TD at the end with and accurate strike to the middle of the end zone, hitting a diving David Nelson.
The Browns did deliver. They delivered in myriad ways. Before a recap of the game, a few choice moments where the Browns reverted back to their play earlier in the season, when they devoted themselves to a higher cause, that of losing football.
In retrospective, the first signs of the distinct artistry of Cleveland's absurd football would be the fumbles. Cleveland had 5, a good start if you want to entertain while displaying no proficiency in the sport. Another sign that the Cleveland game was not merely mediocre but abjectly absurd was Jake Delhomme's presence as starter. Of course, the Browns choices were The Agin' Cajun or Seneca "Why?" Wallace. The Browns, apparently concerned that Seneca's brief bursts of competency might lure them into calling more pass plays went with the experienced failure.
Cleveland's game began innocuously. They ran the ball down the Bills' all too willing throat. Sure, the Bills said it was merely a special treat they were doing for the Browns, but those familiar with the Bills knew this to be untrue. Of course, when Cleveland rushes successfully, my favorite running back in the NFL is involved. The White Water Rapids rushed forth, drowning the Bills in his wrath and fury. It was almost too late that the Bills discovered the way to stop White Water Rapids is by deploying their white defenders. Paul Posluszny, Chris Kelsay, and Kyle Williams finally repelled Peyton Hillis like ends of a magnet with same polarity. Phil Dawson completed the alabaster drive with a field goal.
The Bills first drive had a promising start, but ended like your younger brother's high school career, in a McDonald's dumpster. The Bills often led by Ryan "Dirty Crimson" Fitzpatrick meandered their way to a first down. With their new set of downs, their masochistic fans got what they so ecstatically wanted. Fitzpatrick dropped back and dropped the ball as Gocong sacked him. Gocong recovered the ball and the Bills fans were awash in painful ecstasy and Bud Light.
The next drive, The White Water Rapids demonstrated how his surging power often lead to clumsy destruction of even his own desires. The first play, Hillis burst up the middle and attempted to hurdle Jairus Byrd. Unfortunately for Peyton, Byrd was standing upright. Unable to leap 6 feet in the air, he instead awkwardly collided with the surprised Byrd, the ball coming loose. Before it landed on the ground, Kyle Williams gathered the ball in and lumbered down the field, reminding everyone of the famous land whale. The next two drives were uneventful, Jake Delhomme showing his veteran knack for incompletions and woefully short passes.
After the Bills devoured the Cleveland defense and managed a TD, the Cleveland offense managed two of three successful passes on the day, a 34 yard pass to Massaquoi and a 15 yard pass to Robiskie. Jake "Rex Grossman Club Member" Delhomme, drunk with power, threw three more passes in the drive for 1, 4, and 0 yards due to an incompletion. Jake congratulated himself on exceeding his abysmally low standards as the ball split the uprights for a successful field goal, his simpering notwithstanding. The Steve Grogan of Harvard managed a field goal drive to end the half, establishing a 10-6 lead over the Browns.
The second half began with punts galore. Brian "The Fastest Man in the NFL" Moorman shanked his first but got a second try as Delhomme's completion percentage predictably sunk.
Peyton Hillis' constant nemesis, contact from the opposing team, confronted him the next drive. He was like you trying to get off your partner, fumbling everywhere but making dubious recoveries, desperately fighting every setback so that the slick sexy black guy from the bar the night doesn't pick up your mistakes. Of course, once Peyton got in on the action, Delhomme jumped in as well. On a reverse to Josh Cribbs, Jake ran into the running back while faking the handoff. Cribbs, feeling ignored with Cleveland's infatuation with its new toy, a good white running back, got the ball stripped from him. Buffalo managed not to recover any of these fumbles, but the crowd still got to enjoy watching Jake Delhomme dart around like a frightened chipmunk while he barely evaded sacks and dumped off the ball 10 yards short of the first down. Buffalo, not wanting to upstage Cleveland's brilliant comedic performance, opted for the boring 3 and out.
Cleveland, in a bizarre re-enactment of the 2004 NFL season, put the ball in Jake Delhomme's incapable hands. His short passes struck sobriety in the hearts of Cleveland fans and inspired raucous laughter from the Bills fans who were convinced that Jake Delhomme was merely Trent Edwards in disguise. His fumble was a brilliant variation on the theme. Recovered by Buffalo, it would have been a sure TD had the officials not originally ruled it a forward pass. Delhomme managed the rare feat of turning the ball over and still instilling mild irritation on the part of opposing fans, a feat we should salute. While Delhomme did fumble the ball, the officials originally ruled the play a forward pass, stifling what would have been a sure TD. Buffalo advanced to Cleveland's 1, but had to settle for a field goal. In a fit of sanity, Cleveland returned to running the ball, Peyton clutching it zealously, like you clutch your Star Wars action figures still preserved in the original box, you stupid little mongrel humanoid.
At this point, Buffalo recognized a team willing to bring about their own failure, having watched film on their own performances several times. They relaxed and let Delhomme sling the ball and Cleveland fans' mild satisfaction with the current team into a black hole of anguish. He followed his signature short pass and incompletion with a spectacular rainbow into the sky. The Buffalo crowd watched breathlessly as Delhomme's pass soared then plummeted into the hands of the frequently hapless Leodis McKelvin. McKelvin commented afterwards, saying that hopefully the interception meant that no more penises would spray painted on his lawn for the time being. In a mirror image of the beginning of the game, Freddy "Even a Blind Squirrel Finds a Nut in the Winter" Jackson pulverized Cleveland's run defense, ending the game and Buffalo's three game losing streak against the Browns.
Unlike many teams who have been in the race to the bottom, Buffalo has encountered many little victories along the way. They avoided going defeated by beating Detroit. They mounted the Ohio teams and gave neither mercy nor quarter. And while they suffered their usual excruciating losses and worsened their RAPELS, their offense has provided some form of entertainment that was lacking in previous seasons. Ever since the hallowed days of Doug Flutie, the Bills have presented a brand of offense featuring either running games so grinding that they ground to a halt and a parade of QBs of declining talent. The limited but competent Drew "Wine Connoisseur" Bledsoe gave way to the strong armed but hesitant J.P. "Pat the Ball" Losman gave way to Trent "Eep" Edwards. Ryan Fitzpatrick may present another problem, an infuriating lack of accuracy, but he seems to read defenses well enough and throws a good enough long ball that he can at least keep Bills fans from just going to the parking, inhaling the exhaust fumes, and experiencing peaceful, permanent sleep.
Gaze in Wonder at My Works, A Plug for SoSH
I post at Sons of Sam Horn, user name: Alternate34.
This thread contains the type of stuff you will see posted. I will focus on humor mostly and weave total fabrications with the truth.
http://sonsofsamhorn.net/topic/60602-who-will-earn-the-1-pick/
This thread contains the type of stuff you will see posted. I will focus on humor mostly and weave total fabrications with the truth.
http://sonsofsamhorn.net/topic/60602-who-will-earn-the-1-pick/
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)