Because all of us here at ATI have other jobs (a.k.a. Passion), we sometimes struggle to stay up to date/on top of things. While we’ve definitely mentioned it a few times in other posts, we haven’t dedicate a full post to the the topic of Brett Favre’s sexting habits.
The perfect cellphone case for all you pervs out there
Well we still aren’t going to (taste it). We will, however, let the Taiwanese news media keep you “abreast” of the situation:
HA! They put him in the Doghouse with Tiger.
That’s probably the one thing that they got wrong. They shouldn’t put them on the same level. Brett lacked Swag and Game. He doesn’t even have that Conviction Creepy Swag. He just pulled the “naked man” from How I Met Your Mother via text.
Except that ish didn’t work!!! Tiger made ish happen; bad ish since he was married, but he made it happen. Tiger’s batting percentage had to be like .920; Brett, if he was doing that kind of stuff his entire career, is probably batting .096. That be a good ERA but parlaying the smash isn’t pitching. You gotta bring out the lumber, bunt yourself on base, steal second, reach third on an error, and be safe at home on a sac fly and crush the long ball. So let me reiterate what Grits said in his ACOTW-Jenn Sterger post yesterday:
The first and most important statement is not only to Brett Favre, but to all self respecting men out there: Don’t take pictures of your D piece, and if for some reason you do, Don’t send these pictures to ANYONE. Seriously, how are you gonna just be chilling there, with nothing on but a pair of crocs, and snap a picture of your flacid self?? THATS NOT OKAY! I’ll give points for supa ig’nance, but let’s go…you can look at it whenever you want, it’s hanging right there between your legs. And barring an extremely unfortunate act of God and/or science, it’s going to be there for a while. It’s not like your dick looks better on any given day…”Oh my sh*t is looking good today, lemme snap a quick pic and post it to my mobile uploads…” You sir, are an idiot.