Break Down the Cubicle Walls

Face it. You couldn't handle your boring job if it wasn't for fantasy football. Walking into the workplace looms dreadful thoughts, "Ugh! 8 more hours of this shit." The only bright spots at the beginning of your shift: possible free donuts in the break room and checking your fantasy football team.

No other flick sums up the common American goal of not doing work at work than the classic comedy Office Space. Therefore, I present to you: The "Lumbergh f*cked her" League. It's time to blow off authority, do as you please, and get recognition for it, like Peter did when he just said, "Fuck it," and got promoted.

Many of us have been fantasy footballin' together for over 10 years now. I'm proud to be your commish, and I would certainly conspire to infiltrate "the man" and steal fractions of pennies with you. So here we are, together again for another exciting season. Pay your dues, and sign up soon. We got a lot of not working to do.