As of this post, Nebraska is getting destroyed by Kansas by a score of 69-31. It's the third quarter.
The collapse of the sports team I have followed since I was born makes me want to extinguish cigarettes on my *****. I want to snip my nipples off with fingernail clippers. I want to yank my teeth out. I want to use a blow torch to cauterize my eyes shut so I don't have to watch. I want to hammer railroad spikes into my ears so I can't hear it.
Wint. Hold me.
So, is there anything similarly arbitrary that the rest of you get absolutely enraged about? I mean, I get physically ill over college football. It's not healthy. I want to punch a newborn.
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It is now 76-31.
If I could, I would resurrect Brown Duck right now, and then I'd stomp on his skull until it was powder.
I feel like the spaztic little German kid we've all seen on the internet. You know, the one who is screaming at his monitor.
If I could, I would resurrect Brown Duck right now, and then I'd stomp on his skull until it was powder.
I feel like the spaztic little German kid we've all seen on the internet. You know, the one who is screaming at his monitor.
That score seems a bit high for football.
jackjeckel the Pest wrote:
That score seems a bit high for football.
It's not football that's happening today in Kansas.
It's rape.
wow your team sucks
Bringing derailâ„¢ back.
Qui s'estime petit deviendra grand.
Qui s'estime petit deviendra grand.
Sogoro the Irrelevant wrote:
wow your team sucks
I just killed my neighbors, thanks to you.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Sogoro the Irrelevant wrote:
wow your team sucks
I just killed my neighbors, thanks to you.
The fact that you waited this long to kill your neighbors slightly disappoints me. I always expected them to already be rotting away in your basement.
Anyways, on topic, I'd say that I get
Blacktuesday wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Sogoro the Irrelevant wrote:
wow your team sucks
I just killed my neighbors, thanks to you.
The fact that you waited this long to kill your neighbors slightly disappoints me. I always expected them to already be rotting away in your basement.
Anyways, on topic, I'd say that I get
your failing us BT, kinda like how your team is failing right now
Bringing derailâ„¢ back.
Qui s'estime petit deviendra grand.
Qui s'estime petit deviendra grand.
Sogoro the Irrelevant wrote:
your failing us BT, kinda like how your team is failing right now
Kind of similar to how your English teacher failed you, apparently.
It's over. 76-39.
I dumped a whole can of trash into a wilderness preserve, while thinking of Tuesday.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Sogoro the Irrelevant wrote:
your failing us BT, kinda like how your team is failing right now
Kind of similar to how your English teacher failed you, apparently.
It's over. 76-39.
I dumped a whole can of trash into a wilderness preserve, while thinking of Tuesday.
I'm guessing you never saw that commercial with the Indian crying?
Blacktuesday wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Sogoro the Irrelevant wrote:
your failing us BT, kinda like how your team is failing right now
Kind of similar to how your English teacher failed you, apparently.
It's over. 76-39.
I dumped a whole can of trash into a wilderness preserve, while thinking of Tuesday.
I'm guessing you never saw that commercial with the Indian crying?
That Indian is in my basement, decomposing in a pile of plastic bottles that will never do the same.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
That Indian is in my basement, decomposing in a pile of plastic bottles that will never do the same.
At least the Indian died in peace knowing he never got raped that horribly in a football game.
Blacktuesday wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
That Indian is in my basement, decomposing in a pile of plastic bottles that will never do the same.
At least the Indian died in peace knowing he never got raped that horribly in a football game.
You fUcking *****.
I'm going to go make him wear a Chiefs' helmet now, and then I'm going to sodomize his dead, red-skinned body with a two-liter bottle of Mountain Dew filled with mercury.
Take that.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Blacktuesday wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
That Indian is in my basement, decomposing in a pile of plastic bottles that will never do the same.
At least the Indian died in peace knowing he never got raped that horribly in a football game.
You fUcking *****.
I'm going to go make him wear a Chiefs' helmet now, and then I'm going to sodomize his dead, red-skinned body with a two-liter bottle of Mountain Dew filled with mercury.
Take that.
He's most likely already been reincarnated into a swallow or giraffe or something. Or a duck.
Edited, Nov 3rd 2007 4:57pm by Blacktuesday
I'm going to choke a stripper to death tonight, but that's just because it's saturday.
I wish it was Tuesday.
I wish it was Tuesday.
Rock.
Chock.
Jayhawk.
Ahaahha
Good news is you get to get destroyed in fantasy tomorrow courtesy of me and the Hordes.
Edited, Nov 3rd 2007 7:57pm by Smasharoo
Chock.
Jayhawk.
Ahaahha
Good news is you get to get destroyed in fantasy tomorrow courtesy of me and the Hordes.
Edited, Nov 3rd 2007 7:57pm by Smasharoo
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MotherfUcker.
Thing is, I know you're right. Sad, though, is the state of the NFL that the Patriots really can be a fantasy team unto themselves.
My team in that league is just pathetic. Not that I expect you'll gain any less satisfaction from crushing a defenseless opponent. I mean, I've seen you debate gbaji.
Thing is, I know you're right. Sad, though, is the state of the NFL that the Patriots really can be a fantasy team unto themselves.
My team in that league is just pathetic. Not that I expect you'll gain any less satisfaction from crushing a defenseless opponent. I mean, I've seen you debate gbaji.
That's almost as bad as my Freshman (highschool) year in football. First year I ever played, and our team had about 15 players total.
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Can't sleep, clown will eat me.
TirithRR the Mundane wrote:
That's almost as bad as my Freshman (highschool) year in football. First year I ever played, and our team had about 15 players total.
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
The summer before I was a freshman in highschool I played for a sort of developmental pre-freshman team. Trouble was, no other school did this, so all summer we played against the other schools' varsity teams. We were crushed, every game, for something like thirty games. I mean, we'd play four innings if we were lucky, and the scores would be them in th mid-twenties, us with four or five. Hell, though, we were thirteen and fourteen year-olds playing agianst seventeen and eightteen year-olds. That sh*t was not right.
In the end, though, the core group from that summer went on to win a state championship as juniors. Then most of us got into drugs and alcohol pretty heavily, so there was no repeat my senior year.
Edited, Nov 3rd 2007 5:49pm by Barkingturtle
RAEP!
Please "talk up" if your comprehension white-shifts. I will use simple-happy language-words to help you understand.
TirithRR the Mundane wrote:
That's almost as bad as my Freshman (highschool) year in football. First year I ever played, and our team had about 15 players total.
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Was that the game against Paris High School in Texas? :o
Nagah wrote:
TirithRR the Mundane wrote:
That's almost as bad as my Freshman (highschool) year in football. First year I ever played, and our team had about 15 players total.
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Was that the game against Paris High School in Texas? :o
Nope, it was in Michigan (About... 9 years ago).
Edited, Nov 3rd 2007 8:52pm by TirithRR
Can't sleep, clown will eat me.
TirithRR the Mundane wrote:
Nagah wrote:
TirithRR the Mundane wrote:
That's almost as bad as my Freshman (highschool) year in football. First year I ever played, and our team had about 15 players total.
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Only 2 of us ever played football before. We lost our first game that season horribly.
The final score, we had 6. They had something in the 90s (cant remember exactly... but it was in the 90s).
The next day on the radio boy did they lay it into us...
Was that the game against Paris High School in Texas? :o
Nope, it was in Michigan (About... 9 years ago).
Edited, Nov 3rd 2007 8:52pm by TirithRR
Oh.. Well, about 10-11 yrs ago, I went to the aforementioned high school and we kicked someone's *** 96 to 6 or maybe 7?.. Was a really funny game. I think we even made ESPN news for that. heh
I get excited about Arkansas football, but that's about it. They're beating SC 21-3 right now, and it's about damn time.
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I'm going to assume that Wint's lack of response to this thread means that he, like many others in Lincoln, has killed himself this afternoon.
I'm tipping my alcoholic beverage, and allowing some of it to spill on the pavement, for my dead homie.
I'm tipping my alcoholic beverage, and allowing some of it to spill on the pavement, for my dead homie.
They're beating SC 21-3 right now, and it's about damn time.
The head ball coach will be saddened.
Disclaimer:
To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a *****. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? Gay. Your priest? Straight. **** off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.
To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a *****. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? Gay. Your priest? Straight. **** off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.
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