Face Punchers To Square Off Against Hard Core
The undefeated San Francisco Face Punchers have established their first rival, San Francisco Hard Core, a fag football team...whoops! excuse me, I meant flag football team. Both teams, led by Carlos "The Arm" Morin and Joe Ding Dong, have confirmed to reporters earlier this week, that the two powerhouses plan to meet on December 17th to find out who is king of the pigskin.
"We're ready", Morin says, "my boys don't chase flags around a field all day...they hit and they hit hard".
When asked about whether it was true that the score was already 2-0, Morin stated yes, saying that he had to promise them two touchdowns just to get them on the sand.
"It was pretty ridiculous", Morin said, "they actually accepted my offer". Morin went on to say that he "eats out bitches just like them".
The Face Punchers, a tackle football team, believes that flags are for fags. They began their season early this year playing tackle on the grass but made the switch to the beach just before the summer. They have risen to celebrity status as well as the most dominant team in their league. They are also the only team in their league, which clearly makes them # 1.
The Face Punchers played what they thought was their last game, The Super Beach, until they were challenged by Hard Core. Sources say the Face Punchers refused to play with flags on the grass and stated they would only play if it was tackle.
Hard Core agreed.
Not much can be said about Hard Core, except that they play with colorful flags and probably ghost runners.
One thing is for sure, they have their work cut out for them.
"We're ready", Morin says, "my boys don't chase flags around a field all day...they hit and they hit hard".
When asked about whether it was true that the score was already 2-0, Morin stated yes, saying that he had to promise them two touchdowns just to get them on the sand.
"It was pretty ridiculous", Morin said, "they actually accepted my offer". Morin went on to say that he "eats out bitches just like them".
The Face Punchers, a tackle football team, believes that flags are for fags. They began their season early this year playing tackle on the grass but made the switch to the beach just before the summer. They have risen to celebrity status as well as the most dominant team in their league. They are also the only team in their league, which clearly makes them # 1.
The Face Punchers played what they thought was their last game, The Super Beach, until they were challenged by Hard Core. Sources say the Face Punchers refused to play with flags on the grass and stated they would only play if it was tackle.
Hard Core agreed.
Not much can be said about Hard Core, except that they play with colorful flags and probably ghost runners.
One thing is for sure, they have their work cut out for them.
36 Comments:
fellas. looks like "ho-ho" may be a liitle upset.
ive got your number "42". im coming for you.
now teddy, calm down. we dont need to send another guy to the hospital. and clear the foam from your mouth.
Thats not foam, cock breath.
Aww....this is cute. Especially the pictures of you guys with your shirts off together. Looking forward to the game - it's clear we'll need to establish a "no back door" policy for you chumps, though.
Norris
Hell my Mom could beat you Face Puncher pussies... but of course she is 6'2 250, runs a 4.5 40 and drives a mack truck.
Keep giving us TDs.... it'll just make the final number on the shutout look better.
good thinkin ted.
whichever team win gets to sleep with me...again.
Why are guys on this site wearing make-up on their profile pictures? Maybe they should call themselves finger-bangers
This Mona Lisa chick is implying that we already get to sleep with her since we're such big losers...awesome.
been there, done that.
not funny....
Who plays a serious game of football on the beach?
What is wrong with using a football field?
There have to 10 or more we could reserve for this game.
Any field, football, soccer, whatever…would be better than playing in the broken glass, used medical waste and hidden fire pits that is Ocean Beach?
We comb the field before we play, little girl. In our entire season of Facepunching it's never been a problem.
PS. Maybe if you're worried, you could wrap your feet with your pathetic little flags...once you're done using them to dry your tears.
who plays a serious game of football with flags. ill tell you who...flaggets?
who calls themself "hardcore", when its a bunch of pussies wearing cleats and gloves?
"most of us won't play tackle, others can't wait." - as your girlfriend joe dobrowski puts it..
ill tell you what, we can move this game to a field, no problem, but it's still gonna be tackle, how's that?
Will you still play?
i know more that 20 guys who dont give a shit about broken glass, medical waste or firepits.
pick your skirt up bitch and meet me on the sand.
Sounds like a plan. The game is on grass. Full tackle. Done.
So now you ladies are ready to get crushed on grass?
As for a field, Kimball should be just fine.
-Joeski
you keep accepting joke offers--extra TDs, field changes. The game has already been agreed upon--Now let's shut up and do this...Dec 17th--Ocean Beach--tackle...enough said.
claudia, you left your panties at my house again. please come get them.
Los....you wish.
Reguardless of what or where we play we gonna beat the shit outta these weiner pops.
I HEAR YOU MCBRIDE. I CANT WAIT TO DERAIL YOU ON THE 17TH.
don't you worry about me, I have your mom on speed dial. she'll arrive faster than claudia after a drunk dial.
i know claudia, and thats pretty goddamn fast.
They should probably both join Carlos's Fat Chick Foundation.
Greetings Face Punchers,
Is the first girl pictured in the "Women at the Super Beach After Party" post going to be present? I would like to use my superior football skills to woo her and make her my future X-wife. Both my Hep C and ghonarhea have been contained and are, for the time being, dormant. My physician, Dr. Ron Mexico, will confirm this. Also, it would be helpful to know if she prefers syrup or jelly, so anyone with this knowledge that could give me the heads up, it would be greatly appreciated. Feel free to let her know that I let all of my dates SUPER-SIZE their meals because that's how I get down. This leads to my next request....If it doesn't work out with her, I'd like to become a member of the Friends of the Fat Girl Foundation and am willing to contribute as many 12-piece buckets of original recipe or extra-crispy chicken from KFC as it takes. Furthermore, I have no problem submitting my resume which includes testimonials of some satisfied BBWs that would make for excellent candidates for the FGF. How can I be down? Can a brotha get an App. I've got my weight belt, supersuit, gloves, and grip chalk, so if they like to ride I won't need a spotter. I'm tired of people claming that like mopeds, fat girls are fun to ride until a friend sees you. Los, you are a true visionary for starting this fine organization and because of that, I have nominated you for next year's Nobel Prize for achievement in the field of Sociolology.
As for the big game. I'm looking forward to seeing if you guys play as well as you talk. If so, then maybe we'll have a competitive game. To be honest though, it's been my experience that those that say usually don't play well, and those that play well usually don't say. It may take us a series or 2 to adapt to the sand, but please do not misinterpret our decision to play a 25 plus game season using flags as an indication of us being afraid of contact. Although I have no way of proving to you that by nature we're a physical group, I will caution, that to rest on the assumption that we'll be out of our league once we start hitting, is about the worst thing you can do. Should this turn out to be a good match-up, and we'll all know it if it is, we'll have to take our next meeting to the grass - adding the element of speed back into the mix.
I'll wrap up my ramble by saying good luck out there, lets keep it clean and respectful, and hide your hoes.
With love and eternal hopes of getting deep in those guts,
Sweet Dick
please, guys...don't hurt us. really. i'm scared. i just crapped my pants. i'm serious. it smells like babyfood, because i tend to gorge myself on babyfood when i've had one too many cosmo's with my boyfriend sweet dick willie. he's sooooo fine. even though his weewee's kinda little. but it's ok. i prefer the top, anyways.
smooches!!
the team captain/heart and soul of hardcore
Sorry Willie, our women don't want anything to do with losers.
Tomorrow: Hardcore gets Facepunched.
dear hard core,
theres nothing i can do for you. your better off praying to santa.
to the face punchers,
after you slaughter our pussy boyfriends, will you please fuck our tight pink pussies?
Hey Face Munchers,
After you get your asses handed to..... please no crying.
-J
Come out and play with HCFF - check the website for times/locations
http://www.sfflagfootball.com
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http://losfacepunchers.blogspot.com/2006/12/hard-core-logo-will-be-up-soon-pending.html
I thought we were playing baseball?
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