I was hunting down a new Mike Tomlin nom-nom-nom picture when I Googled his name and this popped up:
Um. One of these things is not like the other. And that is because one of these things is actor Omar Epps.
Out of curiosity, I tried Jeff Reed, and because I love you, I sprayed over the horror of his pubic area in that old photo. You’re welcome.
I think Google has done a nice job of capturing the essence of Jeff Reed, which coincidentally should be the name of his branded cologne, “The Essence of Jeff Reed. Sluts love it.”
And then there is Big Ben Roethlisberger, his Supreme Yuckiness, the Duke of Fug and the Earl of Gross:
Yeah, that looks about right.
Okay, so I edited it slightly, but if I ran Google, that sure as heck is what would pop up when he got Googled. And if you Googled Pittsburgh politics, three pictures of drunk monkeys would pop up.