Not all the clams in New England live in muddy beaches and river bottoms. Some clams walk about the earth just like you and we.
Take, for example, this Patriots fan we heard from over the weekend with the intellectual capacity of a sea clam. His name is Kenyon Edwards. See his violent rant below.
Apparently, this clam can't handle the fact that we had the Super Bowl runner-up Patriots in the No. 2 spot in
our preseason Power Rankings.
(Even some humans are confused: a lot of folks think Power Rankings are some sort of predictive tool; we look at them as a ranking of where teams currently stand, and right now the Giants are No. 1 ... doesn't mean we think they're going to win the Super Bowl.)
In any case, the personal insults we can handle. But
Kenyon the Clam really crosses the line here at the end, threatening rape and violence and all kinds of nifty stuff. Apparently, he's unaware that we'd beat him senseless with our fists just as quickly as we would with our superior intelligence and football knowledge.
But, hey, what do you expect from a clam?
Notice how he conveniently forgets, overlooks or is incapable of comprehending the fact that the Patriots, you know, kind of lost in the Super Bowl. But, hey, never let the facts get in the way of a good clam tale.
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Yup, confirmed. You guys are still f***ing idiots. Your tepid, soft, football bullsh*t and retarded conjecture prove you WRONG yet again.
Case in point: You asshats play the stats card as your whole f***ing platform to proffer the bantering bullsh*t you bring forth on your site.
And the coup de gras (sic) is placing the "Midgets" as #1 in your preseason "power" rankings. About as much power as all those Dorito-munching, Schlitz-guzzling, permanently flaccid-c*ck hanging fat lazy dumb f***s you employ all put together.
Statistically speaking, the Giants were moderately good at the conclusion of the season in 2007 (14th total offense, 17th total defense). Thus, by your pathetic reasoning, they should be ranked according to their "stats." In the words of the famed Bluto,
"But ... NOOOOOooooo," you lounge lizards have them
rated high and mighty at numero uno.
Keep contradicting yourselves, and I will make it my mission to hunt you down and steal all your junk food, rape your ugly wives/girlfriends and hang your impaled asses on pig-poles outside of Gillette Stadium, home of the REAL, Best Team In The NFL.
You suck d*ck.
