Of all the NFL games yesterday, this is by far and away my favorite highlight: Shawne "Lights Out" Merriman getting blown up by the Jags' Maurice Jones-Drew on this David Garrard touchdown pass. Merriman has nine inches and sixty-five pounds on Jones-Drew, but while Shawne enjoys seeing over people's heads at a concert, human bowling balls like Jones-Drew can easily get leverage on tall folks coming on the strong side blitz.
I like to pretend that after this play happened, MJD stood over Merriman and did the "Lights Out" sack dance. And then had sex with his mother.


I liked him better as Maurice Drew. Hyphenating your wife's name into yours negates the fact that you blew up Merriman.
Wife's name, honoring your dead grandfather, whatever.
While he didn't have sex with Merriman's mother, he did crush his enemies, see them driven before him, and hear the lamentations of their women.
Ouch. You'd think I'd know that as a fellow high-school alumn. Apologies to MJD.
The proverbial champagne has been poured on the head of Merriman.
Merriman has nine inches and sixty-five pounds on Jones-Drew
Just like he had nine inches and ten pounds on the champagne douche chick. But man, he got over on her.
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Merriman is going to beat a bitch with a champagne bottle this week, to hell with dumping it!
@Nabs… MJD accepts and forgives
And then had sex with his mother.
Fuck that, he banged his Cherokee Renegade 500 Mountain Bike, and left it on the curb in front of his crib…..
They also have a pretty telling on steroids/off steroids size comparison on fanhouse as well, its a huge change.
Shawne Merriman = Lattimer from The Program
Lattimer = Butterfingers from Hudson Hawk
Shawne Merriman is a fucking douchebag. I base that solely on his eplileptic fit/sack dance every time he made a fucking tackle.
And yet Jones-Drew still only had 11 points for my fantasy team. Hardly a way to memorialize your dead relative Mo.