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Originally Posted by Zap Rowsdower
I became a Chiefs fan in 1984. I will get right to the point.
My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Independence with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old Raytown prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like we should keep Elvis Grbac over Rich Gannon. Sometimes he would accuse KC Wolf of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
I lost my virginity to a fellow Chiefs fan in the woods next to Lot D while tailgating before the October 2000 Chiefs-Seahawks Monday Night Football game. She was built like John Alt but had a sweet southern drawl like Brodie Croyle.
I received Lake Dawson's autograph at a shopping mall sometime during the 1990s.
All that said … I want to get to my point of this post. So buckle up … here we go!
I BELIEVE CLAY IS TELLING US ACCURATE INFORMATION HERE!
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And oh shit, I was at that game.
