September 17, 2007

DO NOT WANT.

So whatever else happened, this was pretty sweet:


Nice catch, AA.

Except:

8:44:18 AM HOLLY: !!!!!!!
8:44:20 AM HOLLY: oh, no.
8:44:26 AM PB: Huh
8:44:28 AM HOLLY: Oh, no no non no.
8:44:46 AM PB: What?
8:44:48 AM HOLLY: Verne Lundquist is going to see my rack!
8:45:01 AM HOLLY: VERNE LUNDQUIST IS GOING TO SEE MY RACK.
8:45:02 AM PB: HA
8:45:05 AM HOLLY: NOT FUZNNY
8:45:05 AM PB: lol
8:45:16 AM PB: You realize Orson gets, um, a lot of traffic, right?
8:45:22 AM HOLLY: THIS BET IS NO LONGER FUNNY.
8:45:34 AM HOLLY: Well yes, but I never imagined having to look at any of them on the TEEVEE.
8:45:36 AM PB: Also: this will make the Rivals circuit in about .2 seconds
8:45:52 AM HOLLY: Now every time he smiles as he takes us to commercial
8:45:58 AM HOLLY: I'll know he's looking right at me
8:46:06 AM HOLLY: and thinking "Nice tits, miss."
8:46:12 AM PB: You do have a lovely rack
8:46:15 AM HOLLY: I KNOW.
8:46:18 AM HOLLY: (Thank you.)
8:46:28 AM HOLLY: But this is just wraaaaawwwng.

Posted by Nastinchka at September 17, 2007 06:07 AM

Comments

Don't you see that this is a good thing? Your rack is so awe inspiring that when men see it they immediately stop what they're doing. It has the power to ends wars and bring peace to all mankind.

Until it starts a war. Helen of Troy meet Holly of Oak Ridge.

Posted by: Hank Scorpio at September 17, 2007 06:20 AM

Am I the only one imaging how excited Gus Johnson will be when Vern sends him the link?

Posted by: Hank Scorpio at September 17, 2007 07:38 AM

How many marriage proposals do you average in a given week?

Posted by: The Jester's Cap at September 17, 2007 08:47 AM

Maybe I'll go find Arian Foster and see if he'll sign my rack this week. It's not like he'll be busy in practice. Perhaps he could scrawl something like "these are the only things I won't fumble" or "the last boobs any self-respecting Vol lady will ever show me" under his name. Maybe even "Future Buffalo Bills Draft Pick". SO...MUCH...ANGER.

Posted by: j at September 17, 2007 09:39 AM

Why would you reward him after a game like that?

Posted by: Hank Scorpio at September 17, 2007 10:14 AM

Hank: "...IT'S UP, IT'S POSTED, AND WE HAVE CLEAVAGE! THIS IS WHAT COLLEGE FOOTBALL IS ALL ABOUT!"

Holly, you probably gave poor Verne a heart attack if he was reading this morning.


Posted by: Signal to Noise at September 17, 2007 10:40 AM

Ah, now your angel cakes are famous. I can always say I wrote about them when.

Posted by: Big Daddy at September 17, 2007 11:23 AM

GET YOUR EYES OFF MY WIFE. ALL OF YOU....ALL OF YOU!

Posted by: J at September 17, 2007 12:24 PM

I thought you were married to your friends at the bar?

And I can't, really I've tried but I just can't.

Posted by: Hank Scorpio at September 17, 2007 01:06 PM

Arian would probably drop the pen, then spend the next year carrying a pen around everywhere, vowing that it won't happen again.

Am I the only person that sees that TE take off early in that video? This ain't Arena League.

Posted by: Alex at September 17, 2007 01:34 PM

Don't think I won't reach through your respective monitors and quickly but quietly take your eyeballs. I will use them to make a special tonic which Arian Foster will then drink, causing him to fall in love with me and granting him the rare and terrible power to actually hold on to the football instead of just dropping it. After I become Mrs. Foster and we move to Buffalo, I will slowly strengthen the potion, allowing him to become a Pro Bowler. However, on days when the Bills play the Colts, I will replace the draught with gelatinized grape jelly, allowing him to fumble copiously, ensuring Indianapolis victory (not that they would need my help, but I like to feel involved).

Posted by: j at September 17, 2007 01:39 PM

Also, that bit about the pen made me snort Dr. Pepper out of my nose. Brilliant.

Posted by: j at September 17, 2007 01:41 PM

Fine, take my eyeballs but know that the last image that will be forever burned into my brain will be of Holly's immaculate rack.

Posted by: Hank Scorpio at September 17, 2007 03:06 PM

J, I guarantee you don't want mine. The tonic from my lousy eyesight won't improve Foster's on-field vision or ball-handling skills any.

Posted by: Signal to Noise at September 17, 2007 06:21 PM
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