September 14, 2008

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Pre-Game Coin Toss Makes Jacksonville Jaguars Realize Randomness Of Life


This explains a lot of things. Like why that Meursault player refuses to kick the ball between the uprights.

Posted by Velociman at September 14, 2008 1:09 PM | TrackBack
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In other words, he grasped the order of the world toward the Other as an undifferentiated totality on the ground of which certain explicit structures - i.e. a flipped coin, Girth Vader, etc. - appear? Am I to understand that that's accurate?

Posted by: Erica at September 14, 2008 5:17 PM

Hey, the Jags did pretty good today against the Bills, considering we only had about 4 players show up for the game.

Posted by: Joan of Argghh! at September 14, 2008 5:30 PM

Why, yes, Erica. I believe that, although your point was contratextual as opposed to intratextual, you have immanentized the eschaton nicely. Esp. as it relates, in a post-ginormatextual sense, to Girth Vader.

Posted by: Velociman at September 14, 2008 6:26 PM

Didn't you just meant to say Fred Taylor is a pussy?

At least my boys go out and take an ass whippin' like real zombies, or crack heads. Somebody needs to check tOSU's medication schedule.

It's the Bills Joan... the owner doesn't know what day of the week it is. He's truly older than dirt, and it shows...

But hey, on a lighter note, the Bills aren't Cleveland or the 'Natti. There's two meltdowns for you. Ocho Cinco my ass. Busted face can suck it too. His "boys" are comin' to the Shoe next year, where I predict there will be more wailing and gnashin' of teeths and teets....

Posted by: RedNeck at September 16, 2008 7:57 PM
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