>>6862 Le cauchemar de l'autre côté de l'océan... If I may be honest with you. I saved these pics off 4chan to trigger literal amerimutts who shart up the rest of the site and because I find the different names in different languages funny and I'm posting these because there hasn't been an amerimutt thread on this board
Everypony knows that the Denver Broncos are Football. But what many people don't know is that they are also Baseball, Basketball, Volleyball, and Frisbee Golf, in the sense that all of those sports were kicked repeatedly in the groin by John Fucking Nigger Punching Elway, until the converted and became Football.
For many people, the Denver Broncos are a source of comfort and inspiration. However, it is important to remember that the Denver Broncos have pure electricity in their pantaloons. If you don't know you'd probably best ask somebody, because John Elway will kick you right in the dick if you're not watching.
I've seen it happen, you know. One time, thousands of years ago, when the earth was void and without form, he who Shall Not Be Named was doing non-Football type stuff for the Oakland Raiders, which may or may not have involved licking a frog's hairy dilapidated butthole, when all of a sudden, who should appear but the Almighty One, his Majesty John Elway.
In many ways, the Denver Broncos are like a pie. Moist, creamy, delicious, full of things that are good for you but can also kill you if you're not careful. Things like apples, oranges, potatoes, pineapples, unhusked coconuts, husked coconuts, chickpeas, potato salad, the desiccated corpses of the Oakland Raiders, and possibly even the bones of Ferris Bueller, who did not, in fact, actually have any days off. Read the fucking novel if you don't believe me you pleb, it's called the Great Gatsby look it up cuck.
Sometimes, I like to pretend that I myself am potato salad incarnate. I rise up from the depths of the moon, where Princess Luna sits in repose, meditating upon all the people who deserve her almighty vengeance.
In those days, the earth was a lot more elliptical than it is presently, and I was wearing a belt at the time. When all the melancholy dwarves became cheered up by the almighty prattling of John Holy Shit it's Literally John Mother Fucking God Damn Horse Fucking Elway And If You Don't Fucking Believe Me I Will Come To Your House and Skull Fuck You And Yes That is a Verbal Threat Elway, they joined together to sing the praises of the almighty Denver Broncos.
Some people think that potatoes are too starchy for the Denver Broncos, but not me, no siree bob. When I was just a small potato, I would occasionally salt myself and become that entity known to The French as Le Pomme de Terre, and I would cause the cholesterol of my enemies to rise through the buttery menace of my potato hide.
Sometimes, I would pour Ajax household cleaner all over the tender scalp of some unsuspecting passerby, and force them to recite the last canto of Dante's Divine Comedy, which I have tattooed across my chest in case I forget it and need to recite it and there's no one around with a tattoo of it that I could read. You're welcome, faggot.
It was in the early afternoon of that Tuesday that I did take my vorpal sword and plunge it deep into the kidneys of several of my enemies, for they are of great enmity to me, and I am sworn of enmity to them. That is why, on the morning of Bastille Day every third year, I make a pilgrimage to the Holy City of Denver, at which point I stab the nearest potato farmer I come across with a fondue fork.
some of the artwork for the amerimutts is really good, i would not mind if someone implemented these in a game or as a mod so you could kill these mongrels. they have very punchable faces.