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Well, well, well, so at last I meet the dark side of Tim Tebow. You never struck me as a Mountain Dew drinker.
… So I just put my head down, dive in for the touchdown, and I do my Tebow, and the crowd goes nuts! Well, that makes the score 24-17, but there is still ten minutes on the clock, which is plenty of time. So, we kick off, and they get the ball on the 27. Naturally, you’re thinking, they’ll run, right? Well, screen pass! Two-yard gain. That makes it second and eight...
You know, if we were to make a sex video, that would totally freak out my pastor.
So, right in the huddle, I tell the wide receivers - I don't know why I'm thinking this, I just do it: ‘The Lord forgives all; just don’t fumble that ball.’ It's a rhyme. You can use that. It could be a hit.
Let’s sneak out of here, go back to my place and meet my parents.
So I tell my agent, ‘Morty, FIRST they gotta fork over the money, THEN I’ll visit the sick kid. And if the brat somehow gets cured, I own 50 percent residuals on the movie story.’ Jussssssst kidding! Ho, oh – the look on your face!
Way I see it, who names his kid “Kanye!” And I’ll tell you this,if a guy tried to grab my Heisman, I’d ‘Tebow’ him through the wall.
All right, I can’t stand you, and you can’t stand me. Let’s just call it “a potential romance.”
Is this connected in any way to Jose Canseco, the Love Philosopher?
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