Brett Favre: Sand Baron. In an item that, stunningly, does NOT come from Peter King, NFL.com’s Scott Hanson reports: We actually had direct communication with Favre — through Cook. The two were texting throughout our conversation, and at one point, I asked Cook to deliver a text to Favre for me. I asked Cook to ask Favre if he indeed would meet with Childress. Favre’s response was that he was laying sand in the yard and we could come join him. In Mississippi, first you get the sand, then you get the power, then you get the women. I wonder how much of that sand got in his vag.
Tags: F*CK YOU BRETT FAVRE, quick hits
May 7th, 2009 at 10:13 am
I don’t know about laying sand in the yard, but I layed some pipe in the bedroom last night.
Also, fuck Favre. wake me up when he signs with the Vikings
May 7th, 2009 at 10:15 am
Isn’t Favre that guy from Something About Mary?
May 7th, 2009 at 10:20 am
He just left out the Y. Laying sand-y was what he meant. Those blackberry keys are so small for us senior citizens.
May 7th, 2009 at 10:21 am
@dAndy:
Yeah, he’s the guy dangling from Stiller’s ear.
May 7th, 2009 at 10:27 am
I asked Cook to ask Favre if he indeed would meet with Childress. Favre’s response was that he was laying sand in the yard and we could come join him.
The fuck does that even mean?
May 7th, 2009 at 10:33 am
Laying sand in the yard = Shooting a load into Peter King’s back hair.
May 7th, 2009 at 10:51 am
It’s like Christmas every day.
May 7th, 2009 at 11:16 am
“…had direct communication with Favre – through Cook.”
Yes, and I had intimate relations with Alexis Texas – through my hand.
May 7th, 2009 at 11:50 am
I can’t live the button-down life like you. I want it all: the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the creamy middles.
May 7th, 2009 at 12:50 pm
This couldn’t be from PK….he actually has Favre’s phone number.
May 7th, 2009 at 1:47 pm
You don’t encroach on PK’s Favre-texting territory without something bad happening too you. Hanson’s going to come home to PK sitting in his kitchen, in the dark, with a gun. Better have some coffee ready.
May 7th, 2009 at 3:08 pm
“‘If sand should touch the ground, said sand shall be turned over to the village idiot’. Since I don’t see him around, start shoveling, Peter.” – Brett Favre reading the Hattiesburg, Mississippi town charter.
Oh yeah- fuck you, Brett Favre.
May 7th, 2009 at 3:22 pm
I can’t be the only one around wondering this, but what the fuck are professional journalists doing “texting” athletes? What happened to good old-fashioned phone calls and house stalking?
/ludditism
May 7th, 2009 at 4:33 pm
Wait until he builds a moat filled with creeters and badgers
May 7th, 2009 at 9:52 pm
/would rather lay some cable in the men’s room