Upon the conclusion of fantasy football Week 5, Jeremy had won all five of his matches. "Hey guys do you want to see my trophy for five wins!" he proclaimed as he bragged of the leagues chincy award. The rest of the league jeered as Jeremy's ego-meter pegged at "full retard."

Upon conclusion of the season, Jeremy and his team of peons found themselves in the running for another award, the toilet plunger the league had designated as the trophy of shame for last place.

The trophy boaster's early celebration had inevitably set the scene for fantasy football's equivalent of a premature ejaculation, something Jeremy was very familiar with.

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak