tiger's apology
So what do you think of Tiger's apology?
Not sure if he is trying to save some sponsorships or the pga told him to get his shit together but.....
I am with it is none of our business, so he is a slut and stupid for doing what he did, just get back golfing!
Not sure if he is trying to save some sponsorships or the pga told him to get his shit together but.....
I am with it is none of our business, so he is a slut and stupid for doing what he did, just get back golfing!
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he wheels hard, is a billionaire and is black.
tiger woods ftw!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PRdNSCMGmw8&feature=sub
"Thank you all for coming. I have a brief statement. My name is Tiger Woods. I bang sluts and drain putts. See you at Augusta."
criticized me for my extra-marital affairs. You must live a miserable
existence if you have nothing better to do than read about my personal
life in the tabloids. But I suppose I should provide an explanation
about my behavior so that you will continue to buy the products I
endorse.
So here goes. I am an average looking man of mixed racial descent.
Like most men, I had trouble getting pussy before I became a famous
multimillionaire. I did okay at Stanford because I was on the golf
team, but the women there graded out with a “B” because they were
leftovers that players on the football team didn’t want. Before that,
I got nothing because I have a bland personality and big lips.
Then, I win a few golf tournaments and women are lining up at my door.
Of course, I took advantage of my opportunities. These were women
who wouldn’t give me the time of day if I sold insurance or worked on
a used car lot. They wanted me so they could brag to their friends
about having sex with a celebrity, while holding the belief that one
day they would live a life of luxury as the wife of Tiger Woods. When
that didn’t happen, they seized on an opportunity to sell their story
to the tabloids, all the while looking the part of a woman scorned.
Now I want to discuss my wife. When I met Elin, she was just like the
others, except she played the “hard-to-get” strategy that women often
use to corral men. It worked. She had all the qualities I wanted in
a woman: pretty face, nice tits, nice ass, and an inviting
personality. We dated for a while, had wild sex, and we genuinely
enjoyed each other’s company. When I asked her to marry me, she
accepted. Why wouldn't she? Only an idiot would say no to a lavish
lifestyle that most people only dream about.
Our marriage was okay. We have two wonderful children and Elin is a
good mother. But since she had those kids, she’s become a bitch, and
doesn’t want to have sex very often. And, she won’t accompany me on
road trips, except to the major championships. Unfortunately, my job
requires that I travel to a different city every week where women nod
approvingly at me where ever I go. Do you see the problem here?
To all the men out there: What would you have done in my shoes?
Would you have said no to all the woman who lined up to meet you,
especially after listening to your wife bitch at you over the
telephone for not spending enough time at home with her and the kids?
And to all the women: How many of you would have turned down an
opportunity to spend a night with me, knowing that you could sell your
story to a tabloid for 500K?
I feel bad about the potential damage my actions might cause my kids.
As for Elin, I can think of at least 300 million reasons why she will
be okay if we divorce and she is forced to survive on her own. And
don’t forget that vast support network she will have after appearing
on Oprah and The View.
As for me, I have paid dearly for my transgressions. I have lost
millions and might lose custody of my children. Almost everyone who
sees me takes great pleasure seeing me in pain.
The letters "Saint" or " St. " do not precede my name. Your telling
me it's O.K. to screw everything in sight and be president like Bill
Clinton did, but you can't be a pro-golfer???
Did I become famous for being a model married man, or was it because
I'm the best damn golfer in the world???
Now here I stand, while you sit there anxiously waiting to hear my
heartfelt apology, when all I really want to tell you is “Fuck Off!”