Warrior General Games

Originally posted by BradyFTW
What's to take offense to? You guys weren't a doormat team. You're getting relegated, but you weren't doormats. It's pretty clear that there were some doormats who are getting relegated, however.

Agreed. I was unhappy when I saw that the Rum Runners would be leaving. The other three teams that were relegated, however, meet the criterion for a doormat team.

Well, the teams coming in will certainly NOT be doormats.

Door knobs, maybe, but not doormats.

And Tonga is more like a door jam . . . you know, the kind that you didn't know was there until you stub you toe or trip on it. And then you're like, "What the hell? Where did that come from?" And your wife nags you to fix the damn door jam, cause she keeps breaking her long ass yellow and green toe nails on it. And you're like, "Hell no woman, fix the door jam yourself!" but she's too busy watching "Days" and eating Ben and Jerry's to even get you a beer with your breakfast, much less fix the house up. SO you just keep kicking that door jam till you can hardly walk anymore, not that it matters, cause you're as fat and lazy as your wife, so pretty soon you just give up, get the motorized scooter so you can roll over the door jam, only you scooter keeps getting stuck. It almost like that door gets bigger everyday.

Yeah, that's what Tonga is like.

Originally posted by McGruffHawk
Well, the teams coming in will certainly NOT be doormats.

Door knobs, maybe, but not doormats.

And Tonga is more like a door jam . . . you know, the kind that you didn't know was there until you stub you toe or trip on it. And then you're like, "What the hell? Where did that come from?" And your wife nags you to fix the damn door jam, cause she keeps breaking her long ass yellow and green toe nails on it. And you're like, "Hell no woman, fix the door jam yourself!" but she's too busy watching "Days" and eating Ben and Jerry's to even get you a beer with your breakfast, much less fix the house up. SO you just keep kicking that door jam till you can hardly walk anymore, not that it matters, cause you're as fat and lazy as your wife, so pretty soon you just give up, get the motorized scooter so you can roll over the door jam, only you scooter keeps getting stuck. It almost like that door gets bigger everyday.

Yeah, that's what Tonga is like.

Looks like you all need to get some new wives.

Fix the doorjam NOW woman!

Jim is excited to play with the pros!

Originally posted by McGruffHawk
Well, the teams coming in will certainly NOT be doormats.

Door knobs, maybe, but not doormats.

And Tonga is more like a door jam . . . you know, the kind that you didn't know was there until you stub you toe or trip on it. And then you're like, "What the hell? Where did that come from?" And your wife nags you to fix the damn door jam, cause she keeps breaking her long ass yellow and green toe nails on it. And you're like, "Hell no woman, fix the door jam yourself!" but she's too busy watching "Days" and eating Ben and Jerry's to even get you a beer with your breakfast, much less fix the house up. SO you just keep kicking that door jam till you can hardly walk anymore, not that it matters, cause you're as fat and lazy as your wife, so pretty soon you just give up, get the motorized scooter so you can roll over the door jam, only you scooter keeps getting stuck. It almost like that door gets bigger everyday.

Yeah, that's what Tonga is like.

Beer with breakfast is a must. Real men eat beereal for breakfast. Sounds like it's time to show that woman the door.

Originally posted by BradyFTW
Originally posted by McGruffHawk

Well, the teams coming in will certainly NOT be doormats.

Door knobs, maybe, but not doormats.

And Tonga is more like a door jam . . . you know, the kind that you didn't know was there until you stub you toe or trip on it. And then you're like, "What the hell? Where did that come from?" And your wife nags you to fix the damn door jam, cause she keeps breaking her long ass yellow and green toe nails on it. And you're like, "Hell no woman, fix the door jam yourself!" but she's too busy watching "Days" and eating Ben and Jerry's to even get you a beer with your breakfast, much less fix the house up. SO you just keep kicking that door jam till you can hardly walk anymore, not that it matters, cause you're as fat and lazy as your wife, so pretty soon you just give up, get the motorized scooter so you can roll over the door jam, only you scooter keeps getting stuck. It almost like that door gets bigger everyday.

Yeah, that's what Tonga is like.

Beer with breakfast is a must. Real men eat beereal for breakfast. Sounds like it's time to show that woman the door.

She already knows about the door!

Damn, did you even read it?

Originally posted by McGruffHawk
Well, the teams coming in will certainly NOT be doormats.

Door knobs, maybe, but not doormats.

And Tonga is more like a door jam . . . you know, the kind that you didn't know was there until you stub you toe or trip on it. And then you're like, "What the hell? Where did that come from?" And your wife nags you to fix the damn door jam, cause she keeps breaking her long ass yellow and green toe nails on it. And you're like, "Hell no woman, fix the door jam yourself!" but she's too busy watching "Days" and eating Ben and Jerry's to even get you a beer with your breakfast, much less fix the house up. SO you just keep kicking that door jam till you can hardly walk anymore, not that it matters, cause you're as fat and lazy as your wife, so pretty soon you just give up, get the motorized scooter so you can roll over the door jam, only you scooter keeps getting stuck. It almost like that door gets bigger everyday.

Yeah, that's what Tonga is like.




I've been nearly killed on sidewalks by those motorscooter people moving twice my speed! I doubt the 90 year old runnin' it even saw me!

True story.

LoL anyone who knows a Tongan KNOWS they respect their women... Hell, in their culture it was the men who hunted, cooked, served, and then cleared the table of food that they presented, first their moms and sisters, and then themselves with... You sure you're Tongan?

Originally posted by tahl
LoL anyone who knows a Tongan KNOWS they respect their women... Hell, in their culture it was the men who hunted, cooked, served, and then cleared the table of food that they presented, first their moms and sisters, and then themselves with... You sure you're Tongan?

You guys don't read very well. WE'RE the door jam . . . you're the dead beats with the ugly lazy wives.

lol,,,,,,