Dear Michael Bidwill.
- It’s November.
- Kurt “I am afraid of the sun” Warner is off dirty dancing.
- There is no rain in the forecast.
- It will not be “too hot.”
Grow a dick and open the roof, you fuckstain.
P.S. Need a QB?
and all around nice guy. Buy me a beer, I'll tell you a story. Or vice versa. Or just visit my sites and for God's sake click on a couple of Google ads or rent a lens.