The Worst Kind of Hangover

What gets sent to Vegas stays in Vegas. We hope.

Consider Buffalowdown.com – in addition to being the finest Bills blog on the net – the trashy gossip magazine with all the titillating news you could ever want on the UFL. Earlier this week we brought to you news regarding the  new league’s courtship of Michael Vick and now the moment you have all been waiting for – enter J.P. Losman.

Oh yes, it get’s better. The man we love to hate, second only perhaps to Rob ‘Glass-Arm’ Johnson, looks like he will be slinging for start-up UFL Las Vegas “where the future stars come to play!” Give me a moment as I am literally rolling on the floor with laughter. There is a God, and he may not be a Bills fan but he definitely has an awesome sense of humor.

J.P.’s life seems to have unraveled in typical Vegas fashion: married to a beautiful and under appreciated woman (the Bills in this case), our hero heads to Vegas, gets shit-bombed and wakes up knotted to a stripper. The stripper, of course, is underage, hasn’t proven herself and will ultimately amount to nothing. Hint: In the metaphor UFL Las Vegas is the stripper and Losman plays, well, himself as only he can.