The best part of the #Sparty victory tonguebath is switching the TV to #Goldfinger
On stuffed jalapenos: To put it as delicately as possible, it’s like being kicked in the balls all night long, and then giving birth to a napalm and glass shard covered exploding plutonium cactus. (But it seemed like a good idea at the time.)
to Michigan Jim Harbaugh
Hey rambling boy, why don’t you settle down
SFO ain’t your kind of town.
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
I’m the number one fan of the man with the OSU guarantee
-Ann Arbor, shameless cougar
Gonzo di Dottore
‘Merica: Referring to a Saturday NFL broadcast as Saturday night football simply isn’t good enough. It’s “Thursday Night Football: Saturday Edition.” (Woooo!!! Branding!!!) This is why nobody likes the suits up in marketing. Must I now wear my “Casual Friday khakis: the Saturday Morning version” blue jeans to “First Saturday Cars and Coffee: the one week later and with Red Bull instead edition” show?
Goddammit, Direct TV! I can’t dump stupid Lifetime Movie Network and its Oprah bullshit without losing BTN and some ESPNs? AYFKM? You’re evil, plain and simple.
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Maybe it was the rats, squeaking, and waiting to pounce. Maybe it was the gurgle of some unspeakably horrible, probably biologic fluid being illegally dumped (allegedly) in some nearby corridor. Something woke me. It wasn’t the daylight, because this godforsaken place seemed unfamiliar with direct sunlight.
I looked around.