That Sucks
I’m still working on my Opus of Mashochism, a.k.a. “The Post Mortem.” It’ll take a while. I’m stewing slowly in a bath of pain juice, ESPN drivel, message board excrement, and a piquant of self-loathing so I know I’ll get it right the first time. Slow and low, boys. that way the meat will just fall off the bone.
For now, remember this: Any time The Shark lets a pass hit him in the head, we’re in for a long day.
That ain’t gumbo you’re smellin’ Charlie.
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All I can say is that I am getting real tired of Michigan playing like ND in bowl games.
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