The only problem is that BirdMan is only a hero of retard down syndrome looking children who like to wear incredibly gay plastic mohawks throughout the crowd at every home game. Along with these Trig Palin type fans are the adult male Jersey Shore style Douchebags who think that affliction and ed hardy gear should be strutted and displayed in the most obnoxious and annoying way possible.
They wish they could all run in a pack, that pack would look like this: a douchechoade of a dad with a minidouche at his side sporting the plastichawk, as their hero Che Tattvara (birdman) struts in the front leading the pack. For some reason, extremely hot but cross eyed groupie chicks try to grab at the action by thinking "i bet if I offer him blow.........both ways, he will start buying me stuff and I will be able to move out of my drug dealing boyfriends house and finally become a high brow socialite."
In the end the tattoos can't save this Douchebag, and we can bring it back to the '05 Dunk Contest where it all started and continued for what seemed like forever. Earning 4th place out of 4, and taking at least 2 days to complete a lob style dunk, he ruined the Slam Dunk Contest for at least 8 years. Even though he was with New Orleans at the time, he started his career with the Nuggets, tried to dunk in the Pepsi Center, and has returned to be a Nugget now.
Unfortunately since his return to the NBA it does not look like he will go on any coke fueled benders any time soon. They say "BirdMan fly in any weather." I wish he would fly through a cloud of cocaine to get him back to a non-douche party animal who could rebound a basketball.
Otherwise I wouldn't mind seeing him fall into a steep downhill descent full of anti-depressants, cocaine benders, child support payments and alternative therapy treatments for most of his 30s. I'd rather see a train wreck than an uberfag annoy me so incessantly.
Go Nuggets!!!
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