AFCN Hate Guide

[blue_suns]

 

[blue_suns]

 

[Droopdog51]

 

[Droopdog51]

 

[Cali Steel]

 

[NorthCoastSteelersFan]

Y'know, the horse is better looking...and probably quite a bit smarter.

 

[Droopdog51]

 

[blue_suns]

 

[blue_suns]

 

[blue_suns]

Hopefully we'll see more of this on Sunday

 

[FaCe-LeE-uS]

Hopefully we'll see more of this on Sunday

The NFL wasn't ready for that sort of talent...

 

[FaCe-LeE-uS]

 

[Bridgeburner]

‘Twas the night before gameday, when all thro’ the town,
Not a ratbird was stirring, none of those clowns;
The ointments were set by the cabinet with care,
In hopes that their rashes wouldn’t soon flair;
The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of silverbacks danc’d in their heads,
With Harbaugh eating boogers, and Suggs fap-fap,
Had just donned purple nighties for a long winter’s nap-
When out on the field there arose such a clatter,
Harbaugh sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a fairy,
And ate his last booger like a sugar-plum berry.
The stadium lights shown on the new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to his beady crossed eyes should appear,
It was just Mike Tomlin, who called him a queer,
Then Ben Roethlisberger, arm so lively and quick,
Told every last ratbird to suck on his dick.
More rapid than eagles his insults they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name:
“Now! Flacco, now! Suggs, now! Wallace, and Smith,
“On! Mosely, on! Yanda, You all suck on this!
“To the top of the standings! to the top of it all!
You bitches should run away! Run away all!”
And then in a moment, Harbaugh heard at the door
James Harrison kicking and looking for more.
As he drew in his head, and was turning around,
Across the room safety Mike Mitchell came with a bound:
He was dress’d all in black, with some white and some gold
it was quite intimidating, a rush of color this bold
He came through the room, he came for the sack
And he look’d like a monster ready to attack
His eyes - how they taunted! his scowl quite scary,
Harbaugh begged and he pleaded “please leave my cherry”!
He grabbed at the coach, said bitch this is football!
When Tomlin arrived and said “that will be all”
There will be no beatings, tonight no more fun
Soon we will win, and to the playoffs we’ll run
Then he gave him the finger and turned on his heel
And walked through the door to honor the deal
He sprung to his bus, to his team gave a yell,
And away they all rode, like the hounds back to hell
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove into town
Fuck all you Ratbirds. Every last clown.


Merry Christmas you purple wearing nancy-ass motherfuckers!​

 

[NWPATSFAN]

‘Twas the night before gameday, when all thro’ the town,
Not a ratbird was stirring, none of those clowns;
The ointments were set by the cabinet with care,
In hopes that their rashes wouldn’t soon flair;
The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of silverbacks danc’d in their heads,
With Harbaugh eating boogers, and Suggs fap-fap,
Had just donned purple nighties for a long winter’s nap-
When out on the field there arose such a clatter,
Harbaugh sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a fairy,
And ate his last booger like a sugar-plum berry.
The stadium lights shown on the new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to his beady crossed eyes should appear,
It was just Mike Tomlin, who called him a queer,
Then Ben Roethlisberger, arm so lively and quick,
Told every last ratbird to suck on his dick.
More rapid than eagles his insults they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name:
“Now! Flacco, now! Suggs, now! Wallace, and Smith,
“On! Mosely, on! Yanda, You all suck on this!
“To the top of the standings! to the top of it all!
You bitches should run away! Run away all!”
And then in a moment, Harbaugh heard at the door
James Harrison kicking and looking for more.
As he drew in his head, and was turning around,
Across the room safety Mike Mitchell came with a bound:
He was dress’d all in black, with some white and some gold
it was quite intimidating, a rush of color this bold
He came through the room, he came for the sack
And he look’d like a monster ready to attack
His eyes - how they taunted! his scowl quite scary,
Harbaugh begged and he pleaded “please leave my cherry”!
He grabbed at the coach, said bitch this is football!
When Tomlin arrived and said “that will be all”
There will be no beatings, tonight no more fun
Soon we will win, and to the playoffs we’ll run
Then he gave him the finger and turned on his heel
And walked through the door to honor the deal
He sprung to his bus, to his team gave a yell,
And away they all rode, like the hounds back to hell
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove into town
Fuck all you Ratbirds. Every last clown.


Merry Christmas you purple wearing nancy-ass motherfuckers!​

That's quality right there, well done, well done indeed

 

[thedddd]

 

[thedddd]

 

[SteelersPride]

i notice @blue_suns hasnt accepted our challenges

 

[MISKO]

 

[blue_suns]

i notice @blue_suns hasnt accepted our challenges

What challenge?

 

[SteelersPride]

go away pansy