This old bag would not just sit at the back of the old lady death bus wearing the depends and drinking the metamucil like all the other rich ladies who married crappy small-dicked football players. And so!

“He told me, ‘For me, and I’ve read some of your letters, I’ve decided I’m going to call you the Rosa Parks of the NFL retired group,’” Suzie recalled with a laugh. “And I felt like that was quite a compliment, and he said, ‘You wouldn’t sit down, shut up, and you darn sure didn’t go to the back of the bus!’”

Huh? What? Right? Right.