Rex Grossman sucks? Completely original, dude.

Hey kids, I’m Bandwagon, the Chicago Bears monkey. I was given life by fastidious Bears fans on a warm October night in Arizona two years ago. Since then, I’ve dwelled, with much of the Bears fan base, on the back of a nonchalant bloke named Rex Grossman.
I’m not your usual f–king monkey, either. I don’t eat insects, bananas, nuts or any of that sh-t. I feed off bad play calling, poorly timed throws, fumbled snaps from center and generally, any signs of futility demonstrated by the Bears offense.
In 2006, I was a small little f–ker. But after Indianapolis quarterback Peyton Manning finally escaped my brother’s clutches on February 4, 2007, I got motherf–king huge. In fact, I seemed to grow bigger after every game in 2007. Put simply, I was eating like Rosie O’Donnell high. (more…)





