Sunday, July 02, 2006


To all Face Punchers,
The time has come to immortalize our dedication and the pursuit of destruction and mayhem. Committee officials along with our funding organization has pushed a purchase order through for team jerseys and apparel. However, a symbol of what we do and what represents our ass-kickingness is still undecided. A game on the 9th of July will be a proving ground for not only talent,sportsmanship, and shear power but also for the committee to vote on a team logo. Pepperoni's and nipple-rings are still not an option for this years jersey's. Having said this please come up with a rough sketch or idea for a team logo to be put on upcoming high quality,rip-stop,armor of the Legion of Face Punchers. All submitted material will be property of The Face Punchers and not returned or made available to the public. All copywrites and company branding clause's will be implemented and adhered to by all laws public and private. Something mean,something death-defying, and masculine-minded are the criteria for all submitted proposal's. Oh yeah and anything with teddybears and clouds is also acceptable. Let the women know to oil up those sewing machines and break out the candles cuz we got a lot of players and the ladies are our slaves. We fight We win, they eat, they sleep.

My fellow Face Punching brothers, it is time for the world to know and fear us. Give us a symbol, an image of what it is to be the strong, the relentless, the killers in the sand. God help us all.


Blogger Los said...


11:28 PM, July 02, 2006  
Blogger sammy jo said...

correction: we eat, sleep, kick sandy pansy ass AND are available to edit posts for spelling and grammatical errors.

1:52 AM, July 03, 2006  
Blogger Los said...

nice. i thought it was a little unusual that his post made sense.

4:39 AM, July 03, 2006  
Blogger sammy jo said...

i was actually referencing the myriad of spelling and grammatical errors in the post as is.

and whereas this apparently female-dominant attention to detail may be enabled by the dirth of
"strong," "relentless," (i.e., testosterone-driven) killer
instincts, we too can tackle and run the ball with the best of 'em...just ask my boyfriend.

11:23 PM, July 03, 2006  
Blogger Maurice said...

I will kill you in your face. Correct that!

12:23 AM, July 04, 2006  
Blogger Maurice said...

Your heart wont be the only thing bleeding after I sock your ojo. Dont make me sock you!

12:25 AM, July 04, 2006  
Blogger Los said...

i would do what he says, socks can be very dangerous.

12:05 PM, July 04, 2006  

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