Nope. For one, Walter is no longer with the team. For second, if they ran one, the opponent's team picture would be there to stop him by the time his slow white ass reached the line of scrimmage.

I tell you what, if I had a nickel for every time I've been in a Las Vegas casino raided by union thugs chanting upsetting slogans I would have, well, I'd still have to pay my own way to make a bet for nunu.

Say, Buford, you work for the federal government. Doesn't that count as a union? Are you by chance one of those dreadful union thugs?

Worse, I'm a contractor so I can get fired like a private sector employee. The union thugs where I work make twice the income and do half the work because they know management doesn't want any grievances filed and will never fire them. I know one who doesn't even show up for work anymore so he can run his own private business. Just dials up online every now and again to justify his 90k salary. Another starts and ends her work day whenever she feels like it.

When a union thug screws up, management looks for the closest contractor to blame. I liken it to a master with an indoor dog and an outdoor dog. When the master finds poop on the sofa, he goes out and whips the outdoor dog and then tells the indoor dog "good boy".

That's what you get for being adamantly anti-union, sleep outside chained to a tree. If you were union you could spend all afternoon at Sam's Boat flirting with Sweetcheeks, call in every couple of days.

Yup. Which is how we get to soldiers waiting months for badly-needed medical treatment. No wonder the "drain the swamp" mantra gets so much traction.