I was just thinking about how sad Mr. Warren Sapp of a Dad must be that he lost his chumpionship rings from UM and Super Bowel 37. Poor thing, he must be totally distraught!
To that end, this cracker has come up with a wonderful (At least I think so anyway) idea to help him recover his rings.
I want to post a bond with my attorney in Tampa. Let’s just say it’s for 100k, k? Said bond would be used as reward for recovering his rings. For 100k, the rings would probably show up yesterday.
So the survey answers are as follows:
P. Do it! Fry his ass, TG!
R. Don’t do it! Who the fuck do you think you are, TG, you dick!
I. Who cares? Sapp is a douche nozzle anyway TG so don’t waste your time.
C. Do it, but use the name “Jim Quinn” instead of your own.
K. Go fuck yourself, TG.
I want to do it but the Mrs., being the sharpest knife in our drawer says no. If you knew Sapp the man like I know him, and you could, you would do it.
Don’t just pussy out and answer 1 or 3 and not elaborate. I need help to make my case to the wife so we can find those rings! If you tell me no, your shit gets deleted without prejudice.
Thank-you for participating in the latest TBP pole.