Arrr, Annie Agar took a tumble, sportin' a shiner and a noggin thump! Aye, what a slippery deck!
2025-04-07
Arrr, me hearty! Annie Agar, that NFL wench, be sportin' a shiner and a noggin thumpin' after takin' a tumble in her water closet! She be sayin' it were "not a jolly good time." Blimey, bathroom battles be the fiercest of 'em all!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round fer a tale o’ woe from the high seas o’ the NFL! Our fair lass, Annie Agar, a witty wench known fer her jests on the football pitch, be sportin' a visage that’d make even the fiercest scallywag shudder—black eye and all! Arrr, she be tellin’ her crew she passed out in her privy, only to awaken with a face bruised like a rotten plum!“Fear not, me hearties!” she proclaimed, “I be alright, but me eyebrow feels like it’s been trampled by a kraken!” With a tale that be at best a bit dull, she explained that after a long haul from St. Louis, she felt as parched as a desert sailor. After stumbling to the loo, she lost her balance and, boom! Down she went, likely knockin’ her noggin on the floor or the corner of a chest of treasure. Aye, a concussion and a fractured nose be her spoils of this unfortunate adventure!
With a hearty laugh, she warns us all, “10 outta 10 would not recommend!” But fear not, for she be on the mend, ready to regale us with her jests once more soon. So raise yer tankards to Annie, may her recovery be swift and her humor ever sharper than a pirate's sword! Yarrr!