How Does Our Ass Taste?

This is what happens when the hype masters meet reality. 45 to 3? Ugh. That's nasty. I'm almost positive we could have scored another 14 points at the end of the game tonight but we didn't want Rex Ryan to eat himself into a coma. Just a definition of a "fuck you" game. We're still the kings of the AFC East and we don't give a fuck if you know it or not. Give me that Lombardi Trophy.