Favre was actually halfway competent on the big stage against a team he might have played for at some point if I heard everyone on my TV properly. Even on a night when Purple Jesus was held in check and coughing up the ball for an opposing defense TD. Meanwhile, Jared Allen was bowhunting Goth Rodgers all night long. BECAUSE RODGERS LACKS FAVRIAN EYE DISCIPLINE! JAWS SAID SO HIMSELF!

The win moves the Vikes to 4-0, which goes a ways to helping them to another division title, but could potentially help even more with that push Favraro wants when he decides to run for “govenor” at some point.

Middle age is treating Laura Quinn well. Settling into a fine drunken stupor will help with that look, methinks.

RAWR! CORPORATE OFF-SITE INTENSITY SEMINAR FACE!

Looks like we found out who got Drew’s plane ticket, because ain’t nobody actually that thin residing in the Twin cities.

/jams Talking Heads’ “We’re on the Road to Nowhere”

[Update: the fake comments from the other site were removed, so I took the last section down]