Do I smell football?

Tis the season for pigskin-loving men to don their favorite colors and buy lots of beer at the convenience store on their way to their haven 'o' stenchball. Or fuckball. Or blasphemyball. Or dumbdumbball. Or whateveryouwannacallit ball.

Some are left behind. Their names are Heather, Janessa, Karen, Megan and Dana. And they are not sad.

No, they are not sad. Because they have the FSL.

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME EATING???? YEAH!

FSL Haiku

No more FSL.
At least, until next season,
When football returns.