Not that we've ever needed much of an excuse before, and not that we need much of one now, but tsk, tsk, son, did you SEE the draft? Allow Livvy to retort:
My thoughts on Brady Q can be summed up in this excerpt from beautyden.com's Dating Strategies 101.
"In any dating situation, no matter how old or new, playing a little bit hard to get can often increase the excitement and the level of desire in a relationship. Give your new love interest enough to keep him or her wanting more, but always preserve a little mystery about you. Express your interest in your new guy or doll, but be careful not to throw yourself at him or her. Make time to see each other, but not every day. Make plans to get together, but let some time lapse from your last date to the actual planning of your next one. Finally, don't let yourself be too available. Nothing is wrong with answering the phone on the first ring, but don't sit around waiting for it."
Cut to Brady Quinn painting his toenails orange in his Hello Kitty themed apartment (with Charlie Weis' head pasted over the kitty head), eating a popsicle, looking hopeful.
I couldn't have loved it more when Brady got drafted by the Browns -- the QB everyone loves to mock goes to the NFL team damn near everyone loves to mock, even some of its own fans.
Posted by: Signal to Noise at August 2, 2007 01:30 PMThe meaner you are, the harder I fall.
Posted by: jeebsy at August 2, 2007 01:47 PM...for my best friend?
Posted by: Holly at August 2, 2007 01:52 PMYou = the collective evil of the two of you in your multiple attacks on him
Posted by: jeebsy at August 2, 2007 01:58 PMBetter.
Posted by: Holly at August 2, 2007 01:59 PMDon't worry, they're not real feelings anyway.
This is Snarkastic and it's no place for feelings. It's more of a lusty desire to reach your lofty heights of beatific bile that I thirst for.
Oh, Jeebsy. Nothing gets me like alliteration.
Posted by: Holly at August 2, 2007 02:18 PMI've decided the title of my upcoming collection of college football rants (handsomely bound in Fulmer back fat, check your local Borders!) is going to be called Charlie Weis and Kitty Heads.
Posted by: j at August 2, 2007 06:12 PMthat's some expensive backfat
Posted by: Big Daddy at August 2, 2007 08:12 PMCharlie Weis: white, obese piece of shit from the Bill Belichick coaching tree. Brady Quinn loves him.
Romeo Crennel: black, obese piece of shit from the Bill Belichick coaching tree. Brady Quinn gives him a hard time.
Conclusion: Brady Quinn is racist.
Posted by: Raskolnikov at August 3, 2007 02:11 PM