07/17/2017 (Mon) 04:12:39
Let me give you five motherfucking very good reasons why your sprite is shit and you yourself are shit and you should actually kill yourself:
JOHN ELWAY, JOHN "FUCK YOU" ELWAY, JOHN "EAT FUCKING SHIT" ELWAY, JOHN "I AM THE STATE" ELWAY, and JOHN "I WILL RAM THIS MEME DOWN YOUR THROAT UNTIL YOU LOVE IT" ELWAY.
You see, John Elway wasn't always football. There was a time when John Elway was only 29, maybe 33% football. However when the Lord Jesus Christ called him on the phone and said John Elway you need to be 100% football, do you know what he did? Do you think he just laid down and sucked his thumb and cried the way you probably would you pussy? No, fuck no. John Elway took the fucking call and answered.
John Elway was always the man to become football. John Elway was sired by Dan Reeves, born of Rainbow Dash, conceived in fire, Master of Football, Lord of the Denver Broncos now and Forever.
In the Name of Jesus Christ and God Bless American.
I agree, sneks are awful. But you know what isn't awful? The Denver Broncos.
The Denver Broncos are football now and forever. The Denver Broncos rose out of the darkness that was Oakland and cast the Raiders into the pit of eternal darkness, and sent their leader Princess Luna to the Dark Side of the Moon to listen to Pink Floyd until the end of all eternity.
For it was that Dan Reeves did cum inside the Lady Dash one fateful December night, and thus was born unto all of us in the city of Denver a Savior, tis John Elway the Lord, Praise Football (praise football).
And then John Elway burst into football and the world became football, and the glory of football was seen by all the ponies who fell to their knees and did render praise unto John Elway and Praise Football (praise football). And so it was that John Elway did marry Princess Celestia and sired a child, and that child was football, and the child burst into football and football was all the land and the land was at peace and was football (praise football).