Dallas Escorts: Brett Favre Ruins Woman’s Chance to See Husband’s Face One Last Time
SportsChat can only imagine that Mrs. Pearson had the shears out last night, hoping she would finally see her husband’s face again for the first time in 36 years. She may have been smoothing out the blade’s edge, meticulously and steadily sharpening the steel, as Brett Favre led the Vikings on what should have been a game winning drive to end regulation.
Across town, player-hater extraordinaire Fran Tarkenton was likely smiling as wide as former-Senator Larry Craig when the line-up is presented at a he/she bordello in Manila’s Red Light District. When the Vikings signed Favre, Tarkenton exposed himself as a grumpy old man shaking his fist at the kids playing stick-ball in the street because he doesn’t understand why they don’t wear suspenders to keep their trousers above the waistline. His bitterness clearly exacerbated by his own inability to win a Super Bowl for Minnesota.