I was walking past that old lot on McCarron St. You know the one -- it’s covered in Weedens. I Mettenberger a Manziel who said he was from Osweiler. I’d never heard of the place, but he swore it was next to Keenum.
Here’s a short story using the names of actual quarterbacks starting for NFL teams on Sunday


He was a really nice chap, but goodness he just kept on talking. I couldn’t get a word in edge-ways. He said he was born with the gift of Gabbert, which was obviously true because I didn’t think I couldn’t take any Moore. No offense to him, but if I had a Mallett I probably would have bopped him on the head just to get some quiet.
I looked down at my watch and he said “I haven’t been a Hasselbeck, have I?” To which I simply replied “No, not at all sir.” He said he’d leave me with one final anecdote and I was relieved. He said “Peyton’s turned Denver into the Mile HGH City.”
And that’s why I killed him, officer.











