Containment What If?

He got lucky on the Broncos, played a season for the Jets, then joined the Pats and immediately got cut.

For you non American Football fans
Tim Tebow IGNORE ALL GOOGLE RESULTS!!

Edit: Wait, I got a better one.

He'd be really good on the Falcons, get arrested for mistreating his dogs, go to jail, then suck on the Eagles
Michael Vick INGORE ALL GOOGLE RESULTS
 
Just another ghost for him to send after da twolls.
"I PRAY that the spirit o-o-of mah GERMAN WARFARE ex sweetheart troll will haunt your d-d-d- HAUNT YOU IN YER SLEEP HMM YEAH"
 
He'd end up in the hospital. He couldn't run for 30 seconds without getting winded and that was back then when he was likely in BETTER shape than he is now. He'd probably collapse onto the ground before anyone got a chance to tackle him.
 
Re: What if Chris won a billion-dollar Powerball jackpot?

YouDorks said:
I believe they'd start off by paying off 14BC's mortgage and Snyder's damages before buying some ridiculous, ostentatious nouveau-riche estate (Think Gatsby) in the Hamptons.
I don't think either of them even know what the fuck the Hamptons are.
I suspect they would have dim memories of what a "plantation" is -- them being "suthuhn" and all that -- and would like to purchase some rattletrap version of that.....and tons of Goodwill-level shit (bought from Sears and JC Penneys, because they can afford that now) heaped in every room.
Then they would start getting in trouble for not paying taxes on the lotto winnings, not paying capital gains on the interest, not paying the increased level of property taxes or school taxes on their new rich-folks property.

YouDorks said:
Chris's first order of business would be to purchase every vidya gaem in the PS3 library, complete with useless DLC.
....and this differs from his current collection....how exactly?

YouDorks said:
Sonichu would be in for an official Vanity-print run which would very soon stutter and fail due to zero sales and incessant cease-and-desists from Nintendo and Sega.
....and Hasbro (for all his Transformers knockoffs), Koushi Rikdo (for all his Excel Saga theft), Seth MacFarlane (for lifts too numerous to mention), etc. etc. etc. etc.
At this point, Tails Got Trolled or the works of Bleedman have fewer acts of plagiarism....

YouDorks said:
His days would soon become a blur of vidya, drugs, prostitutes, and mafia bitches who would, in time, come to marry Chris before shortly and covertly assassinating him for his money.
I think the mafia bitches/prostitutes would have to form a line behind Anna. When she has drained off as much as she could and Chris tires of her, THEN the Snooki-wannabes and Mail Order Brides can sink their talons into him.
 
Chris would still whine because with Megan dead, he would never get his Sailor Moon DVDs back.
 
A Witty Name said:
Chris would still whine because with Megan dead, he would never get his Sailor Moon DVDs back.
That does sound like Chris.
 
I almost wanted to say the Oakland Raiders. This week, they're playing the Chiefs in Kansas City and there's 80,000 drunken red-clad fans trying to break a noise record, the Chiefs are 5-0 and there's 11 angry niggos trying to ruin his day. End result of this? Chiefs 42, OPL :briefs:
 
OBAMATRON said:
Is it really your business to interfere with someone's medical treatment and start putting them on government lists?

Actually... it is. Sorta. One of the things I was told in orientation is that if we see anything that suggests that someone is in being neglected or abused, or is in a position where they appear to be unable to properly care for themselves, that we report it to a superior (in this case a doctor or nurse). Even if the doctor doesn't do anything with it, we're supposed to report it just to cover our own rear ends. ESPECIALLY if the person in question is elderly and/or special needs in any context.

The reasoning is that by reporting it the doctor has a chance to decide whether or not social work needs to become involved. If I don't report it and one or both of the Chandlers are found dead in their own filth, the hospital could be held liable because one of us knew the living situation and didn't make sure that the physician was aware of what was going on. It's unlikely that someone would win a case like that, but it's happened enough times that the hospital started requiring that we report any suspicions to one of the staff that is directly caring for the patient.

The only exception of course is if I had heard about these things in an atmosphere where I would be expected to keep all of this private. In other words, I couldn't tell a doctor from an outside hospital about Chris's medical treatment at our facility unless they had a signed information release form. However since this is all information that Chris or someone else leaked and is posted publicly on the Internet, I can freely tell a physician or nurse these things, especially if I think that their current predicament led to whatever ailment they're being seen for. It doesn't mean anything will happen other than a few token visits by the social worker, but I or the hospital could potentially be sued for negligence if I didn't say something.
 
It wouldn't surprise me, you get all sorts visiting during the night shift but I'd keep an eye on him in case he starts off on one of the many many MOOSLIM customers that come in, and also tell security to prepare for some tardrage.
 
"Who the fuck let the waterboy play quarterback?!"
 
We'd find out whether or not getting sacked without mercy two thousand times in a row is a viable cure for autism, or if it just causes super-autism.

Science... and junk.
 
If Chris would ever win the lottery or otherwise hit it big time, I'm pretty sure that he would turn his place into a run-down, filthy version of PeeWee's Playhouse(More than it allready is). Then, when Barb drops, some white-trash lady will get a baby from him and take away all his wealth and "material things", we all are so jellous of.
 
Ernie: Today, my Friend Christian and I will sing a song. Are you ready Christian?

CWC: Hmmyeah*Smugsigh*

Ernie: Rubber ducky, you're the one. WIth you bath-time...

Chris: Rubber... duck... Dildo... ERNIE, YOU DANG DIRTY HOMO!
 
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