April 25, 2008

Trouble's a brewin

Get fucked with a rainbow colored dick Larry Brown.

After you pack up the remaining shit from your desk and high tail it out of the city of brotherly love, you keep your grubby sticky fingers out of the Memphis pot. I don't give two flying shits what your accomplishments look like, what records, rings and trophies you hold. Take each one of those, turn it sideways and tickle your prostate.

We have a coach. We don't need another.

The last thing this franchise, city for that fact, needs is another new coach. If you couldn't hack it in NY, you cant handle Memphis. Don't give me excuses, cause excuses get you beat. 4 eyed douche nozzle.

1 comment:

TK said...

That sweater's pretty freaking sweet.