Pels vs Thunder: Game 1

Sons,

To the chagrin of a few beta males that pipe up only after a loss, the Pels have made the playoffs. frick all yall that thought we wouldn't be here. Keep forgetting we don't have a fricking squad of dudes and some dogs. Now the fricking country gets to see us beat the frick out of some scrubs in Oklahoma. Most of yall know what happens when Louisiana plays a Oklahoma in big games. Now we get to let some other frickfaces know we're about that fricking action.

"Oh whatiknowsofar, why are we going to beat the Thunder, they're really good and we'll get swept"

Shut up bitch, peel your tiny raisin balls off your thigh and get ready to watch Pels play into May.

frick Chet. frick Shai (girls name). frick the pedophile they employ (God's on our side).

This isn't about fricking up the Thunder, it's about the fricking Pels. It's about Ingram being unlocked when Zion is off the floor. It's about the smallest fricking dude on the court not backing the frick down in Jose, a real fricking dog that's all fricking heart. It's about Herb, and how he fricking bleeds for this shite, breathes it. It's about JV picking up his youngest from school after dropping Sabonis off at soccer practice (dead arse bitch frick you chet). Its about Naji fricking Marshall playing 10 mil a year ball on a 2 mil. Dudes like Trey that are becoming dogs before our fricking eyes.

This ain't about the Thunder. It's about the fricking Pels, and I love it when they don't think we fricking can.

Because we fricking do.