Pyle of List

#10- NO MORE: watching  the never-ending erectile dysfunction commercials. Not that I’ve ever had a problem with it.

9.- NO MORE:  Disgusting Sunday, 9,345 calorie scarf fests of beer, 7-layer dip, chips, bean dip, pizza rolls, bratwurst, pepperoni sticks, m&m’s, tequila shooters, cheese puffs, Cheetos, and deep fried chicken fingers. 

8.- NO MORE: Peyton manning commercials.

7.- NO MORE: Mindless blond Bimbos spouting misguided dribble from the sideline.Maybe I need to rethink this one!

6.- NO MORE: Endless features on Brett Favre and how absolutely wonderful he is and how he can cure cancer with the touch of his throwing hand and how Favre at 15% is better than most QB’s at 100% and how he can play well into his 60’s and how it’s a shame he can’t throw TD passes to himself to double up on his stats, and how great it would be if everyone in the world could just spend 5 minutes with him etc, etc, et…f_ _ _ing…c.

Oh crap, I forgot, he’s in the playoffs!

5. -NO MORE: Late night calls from my bookie!

4.- NO MORE:  Wasted Sundays sitting in front of the tube all day. I can finally get outside and spend some quality time with my good buddies.

3- NO MORE: Putting off my house cleaning.

2.- NO MORE: Nightmares after seeing Al Davis in his owner’s box.

1.- NO MORE: Puerile humor and sophomoric antics from the goofy pregame personalities.

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