Category Archives: NFC North

Nobody Wants To Play For The Raiders? More Like Nobody Wants To Answer Your Stupid Fucking Poll, ESPN

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by Frank Rhombus

The four-letter reported yesterday that “the Raiders are the least desirable team to play for in the NFL,” but their conclusion was based solely on a recent poll they administered to more than one hundred current NFL players, in which they asked “The only way I’d play for [team name] is if they doubled my salary.”

OMG! Scott Mitchell Is Like Soooooo Fat, You Guys

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by Tommy Gimler

We didn’t think it would ever happen, but we have finally seen a picture of somebody so fat and so fucking disgusting that we would actually consider going down on Melissa McCarthy, and it’s all thanks to former Detroit Lions quarterback Scott Mitchell.

Check Out How Pathetic The Line For Single Game Minnesota Vikings Tickets Was

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by Tommy Gimler

Whether the starting quarterback of this year’s Minnesota Vikings squad is Teddy Bridgewater, Matt Cassel, or turd Christian Ponder, it looks as though nobody in Minnesota gives a shit.

Adrian Peterson Is The Favorite In Vegas To Win The Rushing Title This Year

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by Tommy Gimler

The thugs in Vegas – or in this case the dorks at CG Technology – have spoken. The favorite to win this year’s NFL rushing title is Minnesota’s Adrian Peterson, and you can get him right now at 4-to-1 odds.

Time To Throw Your Fat Fuck Kid’s College Fund On These NFL Teams To Make The Playoffs

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by Tommy Gimler

An oddsmaking firm in Nevada called CG Technology has given everybody here at The DUD massive erections after releasing playoff odds for the upcoming NFL season. Only 21 teams received playoff odds, meaning it could be a long fucking year for fans in Buffalo, Oakland, and Cleveland.

Was That A Joint On Ha Ha Clinton-Dix’s Couch?

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by Frank Rhombus

Was the newest member of the Green Bay Packers packing some weed yesterday? Look, we’re not necessarily saying it was his – I mean, it could have fallen out of the cleavage of some hooker who came over to give him a good luck handy before the biggest night of his life – but that sure as shit looked like a joint on Ha Ha Clinton-Dix’s couch.

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