You know how in horror movies you think the killer is dead, but he keeps showing up in sequels?
It is kind of like that with Brett Favre, isn’t it?

The Vikings are still looking at Favre.
*Sarah weeps*
You know how in horror movies you think the killer is dead, but he keeps showing up in sequels?
It is kind of like that with Brett Favre, isn’t it?

The Vikings are still looking at Favre.
*Sarah weeps*
This Sarah weeps, too. Know when to fold ‘em, Brett.
I enjoy Favre at this point as much as I enjoyed that King story. Which is to say: not at all.
You know how it is, when that dickhead from high school lands a really hot girlfriend? And after she’s had four of his kids and three of some other guy’s kids and has put on a lot of weight and really let herself go, you see her in a bar one night and you’re like, “WOW. I’d love to get with that.”
I don’t know what that’s like. And maybe you’ve never felt that way, either. But I will bet you a thousand dollars that the Vike’s coaching staff knows EXACTLY what I’m talking about.
Dude. He’s almost as old as I am. Apparently he’s been sacked one or four too many times to even consider that he’s TOO OLD FOR THAT SHIT. He’s going to be in a wheelchair by the time he’s 50, anyway, so I suppose one more year won’t make that much difference. And, I suppose that the Vikings really don’t have much to loose, either.
*bangs head against the wall*