
Larry Fitzgerald yesterday tweeted a couple pictures from his vacation to Machu Picchu. Lucky for us, he was caught in highly Photoshoppable poses, which allows us to have fun with the images, rather than simply be super jelly that we’re not wealthy people who get to vacation in South America in the middle of miserable sad sack February.
Because no one is better than KSK at taking a thin idea and running with it, not unlike an idiot defender who picks up a loose ball whistled dead and sprints all the way to the end zone, we present to you Fitty’s Vacationkkake.

“One does not simply get last-minute Travelocity prices for Mordor…”

Don’t you worry, Fitty got to tittyfuck those waves, too.

Everyone comes away from El Paso wishing it had more syrup.

“Matt Lauer on Line 1…”

Because an NFL player had to eventually show up on a skills competition show that isn’t “Dancing With The Stars”

Fitty visits the Village of the Amazons, where they have a Kate Upton of their own.
Fitty even photobombs other players’ vacations.

Yo dawg…

Another Fitty ‘bomb. Hopefully he stayed away from that scary-ass dolphin that Steven Jackson found in the Amazon.
Fitty’s gonna spend the first week of March cleaning out the seashells he found on his trip to Sulfur Bay.

SPOT ALL FIVE FITTYS and win… nothing but the satisfaction that you wasted time winningly.




Aw, man. I’m swamped today, so I won’t be bombarding this site with ‘shops like I did with Ol’ Pete.
If I hadn’t been able to enlarge the shipwreck photo so that I could find the last Fitty, my day would have been ruined.
Dammit! I’m on my phone so I can’t do that. Where is the fifth Fitty???
Yep, there’s no way I would have seen Fitty five if I hadn’t opened the pic in a new window and clicked the YUUUUUUUUUUGE! option.
Hint:
HE’S ON A BOAT
Technically, he’s on 2 boats. Yes, I finally found him…
and he should be motorboating in pic #5
Ryan Clark’s vacation photos aren’t nearly as fun.
Did he have to go to Death Valley?
It’s a bold research project by Fitty to see if Vince Wilfork will eat his doo-doo.
Where are the Ritz crackers?
“What, can’t a man vacation in Indianapolis in Feburary without being accused of ulterior motives?”
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“Larry, where am I? This isn’t Wichita!”
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That is some good shit right there, Mister.
Dammit! I can only find four Fittys! Where’s that fifth one hiding??!!
Took me forever to find the one squatting on the poop deck. … Well, it’s actually the bow, but I like to call it the poop deck anyway, since it’s Squatting Fitty and all.