Oh, Michael Vick. So talented, so elusive, so … FRAKKIN’ STUPID. Here’s Michael Vick’s train of thought: “Gee, since I make millions and millions throwing a little pigskin around and doing commercials, why don’t I dabble a little in dog fighting? Because, you know, that’s fun and whatnot.” You dumb ass moron. Michael Vick has gotten himself a 23-month sentence for dogfighting charges in a Virginia courtroom earlier this week. He’ll probably be able to make parole in half that time (if not less), but will the NFL take him back? Or more to the point, will anyone not living in Atlanta take him back?
Michael Vick — From This:
To This:
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
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