The ugly awfulness of abusive sportsball player Ray Rice's existence has really caused a problem with maxing out our rage-expending abilities. We had to spend a whole lot of energy being mad at Ray Rice for being a woman-beating piece of shit. Then we really had to up our game and go light years beyond being pissed at the NFL because they handed out a whopping two-game suspension for the fiancee-beating. And then there was ESPN's Stephen A. Smith explaining how maybe if ladies could just stop making men hit them, everything would be great.
“NFL player, big bucks, fame, it may be worth a hit to the jaw,” I suppose Rush is an expert when it comes to being a sell-out, immoral, do anything slut for money.
Pro-tip to the NFL, The Ravens, ESPN, NCAA, and every other sportsball affiliated organization; if your fellow travelers are Ray Rice, Rush Limbaugh, Stephen A. Smith, Jerry Sandusky, Ben Rothlesburg, and the ever present football player rapist, you are so fucking for sure on the losing team.
For that matter, I had one. I had it fixed.
“NFL player, big bucks, fame, it may be worth a hit to the jaw,” I suppose Rush is an expert when it comes to being a sell-out, immoral, do anything slut for money.
Pro-tip to the NFL, The Ravens, ESPN, NCAA, and every other sportsball affiliated organization; if your fellow travelers are Ray Rice, Rush Limbaugh, Stephen A. Smith, Jerry Sandusky, Ben Rothlesburg, and the ever present football player rapist, you are so fucking for sure on the losing team.
I think we can safely assume from here on out that, if Rush Limpballs is defending you, you are an asshole.