I've been wondering why everytime I flipped to ESPN a sucking sound has come out of my head followed by a Zapruder-esque pink mist. Then I realized what time of year it is: NFL DRAFT.
This is of course the time of year when every jackoff who has a cable connection turns into a fucking NFL General manager. Time for us to analyze combine scores and figure out if the 244th pick should be Bobby Hognuts or Jimmy Shitforbrains!!!! Awesome!!!!
Sports tawk is the worst. When did everyone become Nostradamus with their stupid predictions?
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