Cugalabanza

God doesn't answer prayers about football anymore. If you don't believe me, just ask Kurt Warner.

In the words of the brilliant 20th century American philosopher, Homer J. Simpson, "sweeeet caaannnn"

Hey Baby, you want a ride?

Threads about other threads. I don't like it. However, comments about threads about threads, of which this is one, are ok. Now, if someone were to comment about this comment (about threads about threads), then I would have to object--I think we can agree that comments about comments about threads about threads are in poor taste. Don't make me comment further about THAT--it would be most inappropriate, unless absolutely necessary.

Wow! Somebody sign this kid up for an ESPN anchor spot!

Alright already, I changed my avatar. Sheesh!

Sorry, you're way off on this one. Have you actually sat through it?

I just bought a new camera. It's so advanced, you don't even need it.

I quit around 2:30.

Are you 9 feet tall?

My work here is done.

Ok, sorry. Thank you. Sorry.

Lookout, it's the Plastic Crap Toast!

Yeah, right, the UNIFORMS.

140. That's pretty good. Every time I wind up that tiny little bowling ball guy, he just keeps turning to the right and falling off the lane thing. Very frustrating!

900? This is "Strollin' Bowlin'" we're talking about right?

Ok, screw everybody!

Thank you! That's what I'm talkin' about.

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Hokey-Pokey contestant DQ'd, judged "all left foot out."

If the Nazis had message boards, I'm not sure even they would have been so quick to point out the flaws of other posters.

I'm worried that I won't get to the bar near my house early enough to claim the good TV with sound and that I will have to witness this glorious victory in less-than-perfect comfort. Or maybe that the beer will not be delicious enough.

Exact opposite of last year. After week 2, we were everybody's number one darling and we proceeded to plummet almost all the way to the bottom.

Ditto. Well said.