Classless sports fans who have turned collective whining into an art form. Best known for pelting Santa Claus with iceballs and booing sick children. Ghoulish houligans who deserve the annual hope-suckage created by the early playoff exits of the Eagles and Flyers.
Clay Aiken is to music what Philly fans are to sports.
If you woke up today in a drunk tank with a black eye, you are likely a Philly fan.
If you woke up today in a drunk tank with a black eye, you are likely a Philly fan.
by Fraud Exposer June 29, 2009
A former 2nd round draft choice of the Green Bay Packers, who has only proven how inept a quarterback can be given the opportunity.
A stink pot. The height of craptitude.
Interception-machine.
A stink pot. The height of craptitude.
Interception-machine.
Fan 1: There is no way that guy over there was the same Brian Brohm who was a quarterback at Louisville.
Fan 2: Yes, he is. It's just that he's just like his older brother, NFL-illiterate.
What in the hell is that smell, did something rot & die in here?
No, we were just watching that Brian Brohm on TV. The stink is so bad it is coming through the screen.
Fan 1: You know what I like?
Fan 2: No, what?
Fan 1: I like watching quarterbacks throw interceptions. It really makes me laugh.
Fan 2: If you want to laugh so hard it hurts, you really should check out Green Bay's QB of the future, Brian Brohm.
Fan 2: Yes, he is. It's just that he's just like his older brother, NFL-illiterate.
What in the hell is that smell, did something rot & die in here?
No, we were just watching that Brian Brohm on TV. The stink is so bad it is coming through the screen.
Fan 1: You know what I like?
Fan 2: No, what?
Fan 1: I like watching quarterbacks throw interceptions. It really makes me laugh.
Fan 2: If you want to laugh so hard it hurts, you really should check out Green Bay's QB of the future, Brian Brohm.
by Fraud Exposer September 24, 2009