Well, it's another week and time for some more random philosophical thoughts..
What a great week this has been! Marvelous Monday served us the delicious exacta ticket ( we'll go with the horse racing theme since this is one of Fupa's favorite pasttimes) of Saggy Tits retiring and Carmie coming back from his 15 game suspension for fighting against the New York Knicks. Please remember that Carmie also produced a video in his hometown of Baltimore promoting not ratting out your friends that commit gang violence. All Carmie has done in his two games back is average 30 points while shaking the rust off. I really enjoy watching Carmie and AI, a member of the All Time Amps team, play together. Speaking of the All Time Amps team, I would like to nominate a trainee for this esteemed organization. The disciple of Christ whom I am referring to is Gilbie Arenas, one of the best pure scorers in the NBA. Gilbie has taken it upon himself to declare war against the flong coaching staff of Team USA that cut him this Summer- Mike D'Antoni, whoever the Blazers coach is, and one of the super flongs in the basketball world, Mike Krzyzewski. Please read the following link regarding Gilbie:
If any one is interested in a Gilbie Jersey, you may peruse them by clicking on this link:
they are all very handsome and would make great gifts. We are all sitting on pins and needles waiting for Gilbie to make his appearance in Denver next season.
Praise the Lord and Hallelujah that FUPA is gone. I'm not sure how great Jason Garrett is, but I guess I am overvaluing him because I'm so glad FUPA is gone. Unfortunately for Shooter, FUPA will be moving to the same city. Maybe Charlie Weis can entice him to make a permanent stopover in South Bend.
I am so happy that Nacious finally gets to play in the Super Bowl. I hope he wins MVP. Or Devvie Hester.
Did everyone see that Mike Shula was hired as the quarterbacks coach at Jacksonville? He and Campo are really forming a powerhouse support staff for Del Rio. I hope David Garrard tells him to FO and gets traded to the Cowboys. I love David. Byron is a cutie, also.
Topper told me today that he read somewhere Mike Vick may get traded for Randy Gene. If this happens I will screen splatter. Speaking of the Raiders, I am so proud of Arthur Shell and what he has accomplished. Hopefully he will find another head coaching job soon.
Vagina of the week ( and maybe the month) has to go to Sean Hannity. The gym that I go to always has him on ( you can't change the channel) and he is the absolute worst.
I'm nominating Gilbie for baby of the month.
Topper just came in the basement, took the remote control from me, and changed it from The NFL Network to The Fresh Prince. This type of " me first" attitude embodies Amps and I am so proud of him. His school team lost today 28-8 and he scored one basket and shot every time they passed him the ball. When his teammates missed shots ( which was all the time), he contorted his face into a sour expression and would make a displeased gasping noise, then would loaf back on defense. I am so proud of him.
Here's another poem to end things for the night...
Roses are red,
Mexicans come mow my lawn,
Praise God and all his glory that FUPA is gone.
Amps joke of the week:
What do old bananas and old prostitutes have in common?
They are both bruised and nobody wants to eat them.
If you still haven't seen Pursuit of Happyness, go see it.
Also, if you think about it, rent Little Miss Daisy just to watch Alan Arkin and the Ampette. It is a pants-wetter.
Out.
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