Da Ultimate Betrayal

I can take all da humiliation and pain, but what I can't take is da ultimate betrayal by my beloved Pissboigh Steelas. They were down 18 points in da foith quarter with da Toid blaring his God Damned trumpet in my ear, and dey came back to take da lead (tanks to da referees, nyuck, nyuck, nyuck who called pass interference on foith down at the goal line despite the fact dat Hines Woid was raping da DB by da facemask- tanks Judge) only to give up a huge gain on 4th down and then let the lowly Jaguars kick da FG dat drove the stake trough my heart as da Toid played da damn trumpet again. I have never been so defeated dan when my hero, Ben Roethlisboigah was sacked and fumbled, his fourth toinover of da game. Those retads, Letravis and Downs were laughing at me as da Toid played dat trumpet again. I snapped and attacked those fools and gave dem a severe beating. Da Masta seemed to be unconscious during all dis, so I kept up the attack and I hafta say, I still got it. I left dem retads laying.

Suddenly, I awoke to find that I had been dreaming, my beloved Steelas HAD lost, Da Masta went to da game to bask in my misery and root against my beloved Steelas. He told me he wouldn't share his extra ticket with me and that he would use his powers to cause my beloved Steelas to lose. I jumped up in disbelief and struck my head on da ceiling fan and knocked myself out. When I came outta my mini coma Da Toid had shat on my Steela bed sheets and Downs and Goiman were givin' me da bidness. Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woooo!!!!

Da Masta at Da Game, using his soipanatural powers to defeat my Steelas.

Da Masta mocking me wit my Terrible Towel. He lata gave it to Da Toid to wipe his ass wit, da noive of dose guys!