Its early. T..ired. Parties......Cos...cos...cosmos. Scribbled names on cocktail napkin. Lineup. Post with officials. blllehhh.... Firing Robin Williams...mayhbe..need mimosa.. Who we playin? Horde?! pfft them...I got 1.. 2.. 3.. 3.. 4.. 5.. 9 words for them. 9!! and when I remember 'em...I'll tell 'em. I know there was a "this" in the 10 words...
QB: Eli "Eliiiiiiii" Manning
RB: Fred "ACTION" Jackson
RB: Ricky "5 Burrito" Williams
WR: Plaxico "Plad..Plaxscv...Plax" Burress
WR: TJ "F*** his name isht too long drunk" Houshmanzadeh
WR: Braylon "that sisssthy guy" Edwards
TE: Cris "he'sss got realllly reallly really nith end! really nithe!" Cooley
PK: John "that one kicka guy, he's swedish or something" Carney (DNS Rian Lindell)
DF: Philadelphia "I don' remembrrrrr, do we still have phil..filaaaa..." Eagles
*Press Memo* We did the best we could with the cocktail napkin Ms. Barrymore handed us. We left the actual notes from Ms Barrymore in the posting so you, the public, could see the appalling situation that California Dreamin' managment has given in to.
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