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Or maybe the origins of the anti-bunny movement. ROAD TRIP!

Everyone can sing. It's just talking with rythm. You can do bass. (momma sang tennor...)

It's the spirit and the enthusiasm that counts. Keep the songs alive! We might be 16 or 60 (although many are stuck at 24) Let's sing a song!

Great acoustics. Good for the high notes.

Don't work here...everyone wants to fight. Youngsters, Damn you gotta love 'em. Dumb as they are at least they have the energy. I'm too old, and too sore. On top of that they did away with VIOXX. I don't have time nor ambition. I'll take the shortcuts. She knows me. She'd be pissed, but she'd understand.

Oh, the girls want to tell all us macho men what football is all about-in a sensitive manner. Not that there's anything wrong with that... Sing a song, Aussie. Sing a song. I don't care what anyone says. everyone sing a song!

Oh well, WTF is Poojer?

He don't know us vewwy well...Oh well... For one thing, Jennings telegraphs every other friggen attempt at a play action-should be a running play. O-lineman sell a PA play. You block beneath the pads on a running play. You go higher on a pass. When you lift into a pass block, everyone keys, they might not see it, but a good D yells it. The league has caught this. They watch JJ. It's a signal. Just one half of a second glance tells the play. Travis running towards West Virginia doesn't help, either. Run to set up the pass? You gotta sell it. Whatever. Everyone sing a song. The bleeding don't stop till someone has no blood. time to win on attitude. They aren't going to do it on fundamentals.

I want the walking pot leaf avatar back. Anyone remember truckin'?

And I get no respect.

Sure, for two plays. I give MM more credit. GW might have done it. Hey everybody, lighten up! Sing a song!

Thank you too, Simon. Once again, you get the deal. I understand. The word is known.

Thank you Chris.

He's been met by a fan, trust me on this one. She's running the place by now.

Damn, you got a future!

"I'm alright! Nobody worry ' bout me..." Melody would never let me in your house...she hates me! I like the movie, A true classic, IMO. I almost bought a mechanical gopher doing the twist, singing that song. "Do you do drugs?" "Every chance I get" "Good man"

And you presented your invention on a message board. Better work quick.

Thank you, DC Tom :I starred in Brokeback Mountain: You know the deal. Wish it were even ten years ago. It's not just the Bills, it's the game. (I hate saying "us" because I've never been on the team, but damn!, typing the Bills, or Buffalo requires more finger dexterity than I can muster...If I just go BB, everyone assumes it's Belichek. What a state.) C U 2.

awww. Come sing a song. I don't know about the rest of them (fans less than 20 years), but I thought we were washed up when Eddie Rutkowski was quarterbacking. We didn't do all that bad. Watched them before and since. Seen ups, seen downs. They are still the Bills. If it weren't for the crap they pull, we wouldn't love them. The true heart attack kids. They, over the last 30 some odd years-either pull it out and scare us? Or lose like crap and scare us. They're the Buffalo Bills. The one team in football you watch consistently for 30 years because you never know what's gonna happen. They could easilly be three and oh. Whatever. Every dog has their day. We had four in four years, it's history. Should have won the first one-never had a chance in the last three, and the first half of the fourth one wasn't bad. It's Bills football. Run to OJ, run to OJ, run to OJ-punt. What's changed? We'll be there again. Ying and Yang.

Hey, Bud-just sing a song. Make it loud. Make it long...

"Keyrist" is DEFINITELY a Buffalo term. Wonder how many times that's been said in the last month? Oh I wish I were a Big Time Bills receiver... That is what I truly like to be... Cause if I were a Big Time Bills receiver... There would be no wear and tear on me!

(Parrott Heads-Why not?) (Marguaritaville (SP?)) Livin’ on sound bites Can’t win a food fight It’s 3rd and 9, what are we gonna do? Hand off to Henry. Damn where went Henry? Now I’m 4th and 12 and haven’t a clue. (Chorus Everybody!) Wasted away again in all our misery. Lookin’ for our fair sharing of fun Some people claim it’s only Bledsoe to blame! But I know-it’s nobody’s fault. Stepped on my right end Tripped, and got nailed again What a shame it was third and just one… But Williams was holding I think we are folding Poke in a fork, I’m sure we are done. (Chorus Everybody!) Looked for my outlet Damn he ain’t there yet Holy crap, here I am in the grass! All I ask is some blocking I’m knocked out of my stockings We gotta execute better, my ass. (Chorus Everybody!)

I give it an 88. It has a good beat and I can dance to it. Bastard. You spent all !@#$ing day on that, didn't you?

Konishi wa?

I got it-but as smart as you are you have no rythem.