[724Skinsfan]

The Meeting

Midway through the season, after another unsuccessful attempt using anal (f)loss Bill "The Reach-Around" Parcells called Terrell Owens into his Dungeon of Despair. This was the second time that the whole roll of anal floss had been set aside for since T.O. signed with the Dallas Can't Closeout a Monday Night Football Game Cowboys.
"Owens, you've been playing like a(n) blind fluffer recovering from alcoholism all season, what's the deal?"
"Well Rat, I just feel like my self-centered ego is all I've got. I played like a(n) limp biscuit swirling in hot dog flavored water in the pre-season and I feel like I deserve a huge chocolate starfish. I can bring this team to the brink of hell if the team will just deny me what I'm really worth."
"T.O. I can't believe you are mouthing off to the press about this already! The team is nowhere near as good as the Washington Redskins and you have 30 touchdowns. If I didn't have an empty void in my soul that only your loving embrace can fill I'd felch your ass to the nearest pet store right now! Everyone said you'd be a(n) easy lay but old Jerry "The Do I Look Younger Now?" Jones just had to pay top dollar for you! Now I'm in love with you until I quit coaching football and move in Paul Rubens at the end of this season!"
"Well coach, T.O. won't grow up with out the knowledge that the person who spit in my mouth while I was sleeping on the school bus all innocent like is dead, so you have to put up with me and deal with it. This will be a real rat smelling type of second half of the season if I'm back in Philly catching passes from their back up QB. Get me the and I'll take you to the limit in February. Otherwise, you can Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Gunbarrels!"

With that T.O. left for the locker room so he could bitterly complain to the media with Roy Williams to try to get some more disrespect from the general public..



AMD, you made this one hard! I mean the Mad-Lib, by the way!