
Redskins safety LaRon Landry apparently drives a lime-green Lamborghini with lime-green rims. Because, you know, a black Lamborghini or a red Lamborghini or a yellow Lamborghini — why, people wouldn’t even notice it. You have no idea how many times I’ve left my navy blue Lamborghini in a parking lot, only to get it confused with all the other Lamborghinis painted the same color. I feel like such a fool.
Interestingly, D.C. Sports Bog adds this cryptic statement:
LaRon had an incredible thing hanging around his neck after the game, and also that I was prohibited to take a photo of it. But trust me, it would fit in very nicely with this car.
An incredible… thing? What was it? A diamond-encrusted lime? Green truck nutz? Please let it be green truck nutz.


Lambogonerrhea
What was hanging around his neck was his dignity. He has to leave it in his locker before driving anywhere.
It was the head of the little voodoo doll Pedro Cerrano had in his locker, from Major League.
Or, alternatively, the shrunken head of a stripper, doused in lime green paint.
Was it Sean Taylor’s platinum-plated femoral artery?
A bronze cast of Chris Cooley’s balls.
He had the teeth Jacobs knocked out of his mouth made into a necklace. There’s still some green shit on them, cause he doesn’t brush too often
I wonder if I put those fins on my Malibu if it will make it go faster.
“Whoever defaced that work of art by painting it that color… ought to have his ass removed.” – Clint Eastwood in “The Rookie”
All that car needs are some speed holes.
Was it a vial of Dan Steinberg’s semen?
I would bet that whatever he had around his neck was way gaudier and thus cooler than JaMarcus Russell’s ‘Bama Boy’ Medallion.
Do you know what insurance costs on a lime green Lamborghini, mutha fukker?