Game on
Awaken the echoes, my ass
Say it with me:
Notre Dame, Notre Dame, Why don’t you bite my ass?
Or, if you’re really drunk:
Fawking Catholic fawkers
Don’t blame me, blame Brian Snell, who heard it from some drunken fawktards at the ‘89 game.
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The Critics Agree
These are the ramblings of a real freakFredo WangYou just exemplify dork now... case closed!!SabrinaI could go on and on, but I just got so lost… what a site… you’re insane. Good.Minister of CoolThanks for ruining another fond memory.OG Fred
Brace yourself. This is some of the most insane shit I have ever read… what the fuck is this? ...this was some of the weirdest fucking shit I have ever stumbled across.... this shit just keeps getting more and more twisted. sick fuckerCripleyStop running into people
Superstar Queen of ShebaYou are absolutely insane. Can I forward this to [some chick I banged on the El, like Tom Cruise when he was sane]?? She thinks you are hilarious; I think you are fucking nuts.
gcatWhat kind of loony ass mother fucker takes the time to write this madness?
Shemp
You sooooo should've been a writer of some sort. [Ed: as opposed to spewing this crap]Chevelle
I agree with each and every one of your statements.Woody
Your little "fuck everybody" blog? It's not very good.200 readers per day
