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A MATTER OF PRIORITIES

I'd blog tonight but I'm busy right now.



UPDATE 2035: ARGHHH!!!

UPDATE 2045: ARGHHH!!!

UPDATE 2058: ARGHHH!!!

UPDATE 2105: ARGHHH!!!

Look, perhaps this will be easier if I just say ibid.

Time to look elsewhere for entertainment. Did you see that Chuck guy win $400 G-bones with that last toss in the Dr. Pepper can? Sweet.

More importantly, did you see his old lady? She had the whole Glenn Close 1983 Fatal Attraction perm thing going there, replete with nasty-assed black roots.

Fuck that. I'm tossing for that kind of dough with a market share that size I'm making the bitch touch up. You know what I mean?

Back to the game. When Kregg Lumpkin dropped that probable touchdown pass on Georgia's first possession I looked at The Bride and said, and I quote, "We're Fucked". You can't give that up. This is a No Mistakes game. Especially when it comes to a Seven Point Mistake.

We're still fucked, of course. At least it's halftime. LSU can't score during halftime, insofar as my understanding of the game is concerned.

Where's the Goat Man when I really need him?

UPDATE 2215: Interception. YES!!! I realize these are the ravings of a madman, and I don't give Georgia two fart blossoms in hell at this point, but it feels so good to say YES instead of ARGGGHHH.

UPDATE: Why is Fred Gibson benched, by the way? Yes, he dropped a pass, but fucking Ada, he's your go-to guy. Richt is a strange bird, sometimes. Oops, Fred's back in. And didn't know where to line up. Critical time-out burned. Richt 0, Velociman 1.

Time out: Have you seen the twins, the centerfold in the December Playboy? Brazilians, Max. Very hot. Although digesting the concept of my twin girls lathering each other up for a jerk-off mag is rather disconcerting, if I had twin girls. See, I can be an objective lens on the current worldview, when necessary.

Back to the game: 11 point spread now. Trying to hook my daughter up with Billy Bennett.

UPDATE 2242: Pick off. Touchdown LSU. Georgia will drop to 9 or 11 with this pussy show. Did you see Daryl Hannah in Playboy? Nasty! No makeup, lame bod, I wept for the girl.

By the by, Jack Straw corrected me. I had posted Watson as the pass dropper when it was Lumpkin. I, of course, acknowledged the error, then deleted the comments in order to destroy the pixel trail. Power corrupts, absolutely!

UPDATE: ARGGGHHH!!! won't do it. How about a nice, clean, Farg the Fucking Farg Farg Farg! I am Fargged.

Here's the platter:



Here's the ass Georgia handed to LSU:



Ass on a platter. There is really nothing more to discuss, unless you want to talk about those Playboy twins.

And I proffer the male ass of the species to my loyal readers because they are predominantly female, not because I have personal issues. Ladies. I mention this only in passing.