Why is it that the most homophobic of men are the most likely to spend their free time obsessing about the physical prowess and muscular achievements of other men while watching them flex and wrestle each other to the ground?
All while consuming enough calories to feed an entire jr high for a week.
Watching sports is teh ghey.
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NephthysWanderer the Charming wrote:
Why can noone ever talk about Ballet with me?
QFT
my roomate makes fun of me for playing video games all the time and yelling and screaming at my monitor while playing COD or something...
then he goes and does the same thing on his TV watching Football.
amusing
then he goes and does the same thing on his TV watching Football.
amusing
Because we like to think we could do their job for their paycheck.
Neph = pansy girl.
Go knit me a sweater.
Go knit me a sweater.
Jawbox wrote:
Neph = pansy girl.
Go knit me a sweater.
Go knit me a sweater.
+1
NephthysWanderer the Charming wrote:
Watching sports is teh ghey.
Atomicflea wrote:
I agree, unless it's World Cup Soccer.
or women's tennis and/or volleyball.
I enjoy football, and I am in no way homophobic, Neph, I demand you take that back.
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
Jawbox wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
Was it atleast a cheese filled one?
Jawbox wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
Well I had a half dozen package of sausages, and only ate five. Top that!
Jawbox wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
was it a match between the Oilers and the Packers?
oh , I slay me
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Jawbox wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
Well I had a half dozen package of sausages, and only ate five. Top that!
[:highfive:]
Kelvyquayo wrote:
Jawbox wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
was it a match between the Oilers and the Packers?
oh , I slay me
I think it was the Oily Dischargers....
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Jawbox wrote:
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
In fact, just yesterday, while I was watching twelve solid hours of football coverage, I grilled and ate five sausages.
I sucked a giant hotdog while I cheered on my favorite tight end.
Well I had a half dozen package of sausages, and only ate five. Top that!
Well I still cannot find my
and sitting really hurts today! 
At least it's not as bad as wrestling!
Do what now?
Jawbox wrote:
I think it was the Oily Dischargers....
Let me tell you the tale of how I came to choose the name: The Oily Dischargers. It's more than just a clever play on the San Diego Chargers, and is a story which is very close to my heart.
When I was a teen, I would work various jobs when summer came. Often I would gain employment with a buddy who's father owned a roofing company. They lived over the pass and in the mountains, and rather than make that commute every day, I would often just stay a week at their house. It was nice and relaxing, full of stoney moments, drunken hikes and lots of guns.
One evening, after a hard-day's work, I found myself toking with his mother, and a commercial came on the television for one of those herpes medications. They started going through the list of potential side-effects, and the list included headaches, upset stomach, listlessness and, finally, an oily discharge.
Well, I laughed and proclaimed: "I'd rather have herpes than an oily discharge!"
"You have herpes?" She quizzed.
"No, no I was just-"
"I've struggled with that horrible disease for the last thirty years," she went on from there, but I really couldn't believe what I was hearing. It made sense, though, as I had always wondered why they were so big on making sure your towel got put into the hamper right after use.
Anyway, my friend's mom has herpes.
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 12:13pm EDT by Barkingturtle
I love hockey. No surprise there, I guess.
What's bred in the bone will not out of the flesh.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Jawbox wrote:
I think it was the Oily Dischargers....
Let me tell you the tale of how I came to choose the name: The Oily Dischargers. It's more than just a clever play on the San Diego Chargers, and is a story which is very close to my heart.
When I was a teen, I would work various jobs when summer came. Often I would gain employment with a buddy who's father owned a roofing company. They lived over the pass and in the mountains, and rather than make that commute every day, I would often just stay a week at their house. It was nice and relaxing, full of stoney moments, drunken hikes and lots of guns.
One evening, after a hard-day's work, I found myself toking with his mother, and a commercial came on the television for one of those herpes medications. They started going through the list of potential side-effects, and the list included headaches, upset stomach, listlessness and, finally, an oily discharge.
Well, I laughed and proclaimed: "I'd rather have herpes than an oily discharge!"
"You have herpes?" She quizzed.
"No, no I was just-"
"I've struggled with that horrible disease for the last thirty years," she went on from there, but I really couldn't believe what I was hearing. It made sense, though, as I had always wondered why they were so big on making sure your towel got put into the hamper right after use.
Anyway, my friend's mom has herpes.
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 12:13pm EDT by Barkingturtle
A more amusing ending would have been if you had added that you caught said herpes from your friend's mom.
Or at least had to get tested for it.
Some people are like slinkies, they aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
Kakar wrote:
A more amusing ending would have been if you had added that you caught said herpes from your friend's mom.
Or at least had to get tested for it.
It's BT, wouldn't you just assume?
Kakar wrote:
Or at least had to get tested for it.
The state demands I be tested periodically, anyway, for the public's safety and whatnot.
I have no fear of the herp, so it'd be no biggie, because she did offer me a veritable stoner's digest of different herbs and homeopathic sore relievers. I didn't have the heart to tell her I didn't suffer the same affliction as her. She had sex with Mick Jagger once, and was very proud of it.
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Anyway, my friend's mom has herpes.
If I remember correctly from the Human Sexuality course in college, 22% of the US population has genital herpes. That would mean 1 in 5 of you have it too.
No idea on the stats for UK and Canaduh. So I guess you guys are safe.
Unless you're ******** an Americun.
edit: cause Human is ma not am
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 1:50pm EDT by BloodwolfeX
NephthysWanderer the Charming wrote:
Why is it that the most homophobic of men are the most likely to spend their free time obsessing about the physical prowess and muscular achievements of other men while watching them flex and wrestle each other to the ground?
All while consuming enough calories to feed an entire jr high for a week.
Watching sports is teh ghey.
All while consuming enough calories to feed an entire jr high for a week.
Watching sports is teh ghey.
I have always agreed 100%, then I went a saw a Dodgers home game last week (as in live, at the stadium) and now I am not so sure. Watching a game live is fun.
stfu gay lol ur ghey i h8 gheyz
i liek wrestlin an football tho
Edit: Lmao, someone thought I was serious.
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 8:52pm EDT by Matjlav
Edited, Oct 11th 2006 at 2:48pm PDT by Matjlav
i liek wrestlin an football tho
Edit: Lmao, someone thought I was serious.
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 8:52pm EDT by Matjlav
Edited, Oct 11th 2006 at 2:48pm PDT by Matjlav
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I dont hate football like I hate hockey (sorry Tare). It just doesn't do it for me. I love World Cup Soccer, and it pisses me off that I have fallen in love with a series that isn't on every season. Sure, I could pay an arm-and-a-leg to get some cable soccer channels, but along with that package, I'd get 6 million channels of football, hockey, and table tennis. Why the fuck should I have to pay for table tennis and hockey to watch English league soccer? Fucking Comcast.
*Edited for drunken typos. Oy!
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 9:06pm EDT by Feransbane
*Edited for drunken typos. Oy!
Edited, Sep 25th 2006 at 9:06pm EDT by Feransbane
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