And I thought I hated Brett Favre.

May 6th, 2009 | by Scott Jennings |

I’m not a Vikings fan, thank heavens, so I can’t be as annoyed with the Brett Favre song & dance as much as those who would have to watch him for sixteen weeks, pumping his old man arms and wearing his Wranglers. But still, I agree with every word of this.

F-K YOU, BRETT FAVRE:

That seething hatred I have of Brett Favre is part of who I am. It’s ingrained in my very being. When I die, my body will turn into nothing but solid black ash. I won’t go to Heaven. I won’t go to Hell. I’ll simply stop existing. Not a trace of me will be left, on this plane or any other. But, even then, I assure you I’ll still find a way to fucking hate Brett Favre.

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