5:12:02 PM Holly: Billy Donovan's head looks so TINY, introducing those players. Couldn't they have gotten him a smaller circle?
5:15:12 PM Livia: BRANDON COX LOOKS LIKE A VAMPIRE
5:15:14 PM Livia: WHAT THE HELL
5:15:21 PM Livia: HAS HE EVER BEEN OUTSIDE BEFORE?
5:15:46 PM Holly: Does Starkville count? Probably nt.
5:16:31 PM Livia: Florida should just put garlic in their helmets
5:16:36 PM Holly: and sleep with cross.
5:16:38 PM Livia: Cox is awful.
5:17:03 PM Holly: so so so bad.
5:17:16 PM Livia: their backup must be even worse.
5:18:40 PM Livia: TOMMY TUBERVILLE CAN SEE THE FUTURE!
5:18:47 PM Holly: GIFT OF PROPHECY
5:18:50 PM Livia: He knew it would be okay to punt and that he would get it back!
5:18:58 PM Livia: That is really unsettling.
5:19:19 PM Holly: ....Brandon Cox bit him.
5:19:45 PM Livia: This explains why Auburn only plays at night
5:20:16 PM Holly: It's not cramps that are making Brandon Cox terrible, but a dearth of human snacks!
5:20:37 PM Livia: Vampires get cramps too, racist.
5:20:56 PM Holly: You are so sage.
5:21:13 PM Livia: I think Brandon Cox can hear us!!!
5:21:22 PM Holly: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?
5:21:38 PM Livia: Vamps have heightened senses, and he hears us talking shit about him, and he is allowing his vampire emotions to steal across him.
5:22:55 PM Livia: WHAT
5:22:56 PM Livia: THE
5:22:57 PM Livia: HELL
5:23:06 PM Holly: !!!!!!!!!!
5:23:10 PM Holly: THAT IS NOT BRANDON COX.
5:23:24 PM Livia: Yeah it is, they just let him feast on his backup before kickoff
5:23:30 PM Livia: He must feed.
5:23:38 PM Livia: And obviously, he has.
5:23:57 PM Livia: Do you think Tommy is also a vampire? It would explain his precognitive decision to punt.
5:24:55 PM Livia: Cox is just going to walk to the sideline and casually begin suckling on his teammate's neck. Oh wait...that was Tim Tebow.
5:28:09 PM Livia: i cannot believe this is happening. brandon cox is fucking lestat.
5:38:26 PM Holly: Bama down by 7 with a minute to go
5:38:36 PM Holly: and the guy who just caught their td pass
5:38:43 PM Holly: was KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS as he crossed the goal line
5:38:48 PM Holly: and HELD ON TO THE BALL
5:40:04 PM Holly: ALABAMA IS THE HELLMOUTH
5:44:24 PM Livia: BRANDON COX IS FUCKING LESTAT.
5:44:28 PM Livia: what is happening!
5:44:58 PM Holly: I'm so scared
5:45:01 PM Holly: and cold and so, so alone
5:45:20 PM Livia: much like his victims
6:06:38 PM Livia: "don't worry, Brandon. I'm going to give you the choice I never had."
8:27:40 PM Livia: YOUR CHEATING IS ALL FOR NAUGHT URBAN MEYER
8:27:47 PM Livia: THEIR TEARS ARE DELICIOUS
8:28:00 PM Holly: CROCODILE TEARS
8:28:03 PM Livia: WHAT'S THIS SWEET TASTE IN MY MOUTH? I THINK IT'S VENGEANCE.
8:29:50 PM Holly: BRANDON COX HAS BAT HEARING.
8:31:05 PM Livia: vellcome to my upset!! (cackling madly)
Kickoff eve:
3:26:20 PM Holly: vanilla toffee caramel latte PLAY WITH ME
3:26:27 PM Holly: *twitch*
3:52:13 PM PB: Hi
3:53:56 PM PB: FOOTBAW!!!
3:58:00 PM Holly: Seriously, I need to go eat some raw meat or something. I just begged my producer to let me watch him fire one of our actresses.
Lurking in Michigan open threads...
11:26:32 PM Holly: I want to see the EXACT moment where they realize the wheels are somewhere behind them.
11:28:06 PM Holly: Except that they were losing the entire time
11:28:10 PM Holly: So I guess there isn't one.
11:28:39 PM Livia: Let's look for where their hope fails
11:28:52 PM Holly: Most of this thread is, disappointingly, postgame
11:28:56 PM Holly: but i'm sure we can find it.
11:39:23 PM Livia: this is schadenfreuriffic
11:39:28 PM Holly: I can'tstop
11:39:30 PM Livia: at least we still have a season
11:39:32 PM Holly: I have to go to bed
11:39:34 PM Holly: but I can't stop
11:39:57 PM Livia: arkansas and florida were both 1 loss last season and they kicked ass. michigan, though, cannot recover.
11:40:10 PM Holly: No.
11:40:17 PM Holly: Which DELIGHTS ME
11:40:22 PM Livia: ME TOO.
11:40:26 PM Holly: Also, of course we are of one mind re: Woodson
11:40:34 PM Livia: FUCK WOODSON
11:40:39 PM Livia: they are reaping what they hath sown
11:42:45 PM Livia: i think i found the moment
11:43:01 PM Livia: "what the fuck lion is up with all these penalties?"
11:43:21 PM Holly: that is it.
11:43:23 PM Holly: Indubitably.
11:43:51 PM Livia: i can promise you that if he had played that game, michigan would have won by fifty. fuck dat spider.
11:44:40 PM Holly: I can just hear us saying that in our WE'RE GOING FISHING FOR A MATE voices
11:45:03 PM Livia: you mean YOUR gffam voice
11:45:06 PM Livia: it makes me cry
11:46:38 PM Livia: the best part about these comments is how they assume it is over once they scored
11:46:45 PM Holly: so bright.
11:46:49 PM Holly: So beautiful.
11:46:53 PM Livia: and they are all confident, giving app credit, being magnanimous
11:46:54 PM Livia: and then...
11:47:15 PM Holly: Waterloo.
11:47:24 PM Holly: Only it's a home game
11:48:01 PM Livia: this seems more like jim tressel fiddling while ann arbor burns
3:47:03 PM Momma: oooo, did you know there's a new book by the eats, shoots, and leaves person and it's ALL about apostrophes!!! I can parlay that into a reason to live a little longer.
3:47:22 PM Holly: Want!
3:47:35 PM Momma: me too
3:47:42 PM Holly: Fetch!
3:47:47 PM Holly: (please)
3:47:53 PM Momma: are you talkin' to me?
3:47:58 PM Holly: um
3:47:59 PM Holly: no?
11:18:38 PM Livia: I wish I could get that Appalachian State is hot, hot, HOT! song out of my head
11:19:06 PM Livia: I think it might be permanent, like knowing all the lines in D2: The Mighty Ducks.
11:19:31 PM Holly: You say that like it's a bad thing. *hoists cordless drill*
11:19:39 PM Holly: *saunters east*
11:19:52 PM Livia: You do not saunter. You do many things. You do not saunter.
11:20:02 PM Holly: I WALK LIKE JOHN WAYNE.
11:20:04 PM Holly: WHEN I WANT TO.
11:20:11 PM Holly: ...."stalk"?
11:20:37 PM Livia: Caper? Yes. Stampede? Yes? Walk in pointe shoes on skulls? Yes.
11:20:41 PM Livia: Saunter? No.
11:20:44 PM Holly: :(
11:20:59 PM Livia: You do lope, though.
11:21:05 PM Livia: Cold comfort though that may be.
11:21:07 PM Holly: *chest thump*
11:21:15 PM Livia: (gang sign)
6:15:09 PM Holly: I'm gonna throw out a crazy theory
6:15:12 PM Holly: hear me out:
6:15:16 PM Holly: That is not Brandon Cox.
6:15:38 PM Holly: ...that's all I got.
6:15:54 PM PB: Makes far more sense than the alternative: That is Brandon Cox.
6:15:58 PM Holly: See??
Post-quake:
6:04:33 PM Janie: *whimper*
6:04:41 PM Holly: He'll be fine.
6:04:59 PM Holly: He'll write me back in five minutes with a history of natural disasters as it relates to Arlo Guthrie.
6:05:01 PM Holly: In Latin.
6:05:27 PM Janie: Or he's out being an investigatory journalist.
6:06:00 PM Holly: Well, he'll write back with seventeen 1600x1200 shots of artfully composed bits of rubble that suggest Keynesian economic theory.
6:06:14 PM Holly: Lemme know if either of my theories pan out.
11:16:39 Livia: I just taught Bailey the Yakov joke:
JOAN: In Soviet Russia, hair cuts YOOOOUUU!
BAILEY: In Soviet Russia, cat has no CLAAAAWS!
(Pause)
JOAN: No, I don't think you really get it. See...
BAILEY: (Enthusiastically) In Soviet Russia, lawyer doesn't take your MONEYYYYY!
JOAN: But...
BAILEY: (Menacingly) In Soviet Russia, grape peels YOOOOOUU!
JOAN: Much better.
2:29:14 PM Holly: This thread is not nearly as entertaining as Michael Irvin threads.
2:29:19 PM Holly: Maybe I should go find his HoF post
2:29:22 PM Holly: and use that instead
2:29:34 PM Jeebsy: The Vick people are apologists?
2:29:40 PM Holly: Because this is just a pages-long race flame war sprinkled with entire sections of the RICO act.
4:30:20 PM Livia: for tomorrow's poll, can you please photoshop a terrapin riding a buffalo amongst heavenly clouds?
4:30:32 PM Holly: Um.
4:30:34 PM Holly: I'll try.
4:31:38 PM Livia: Yeah, because my request is somehow more insane than putting Rex Grossman into a corset and bonnet.
4:32:28 PM Livia: I am officially calling this Show Us Your Teeth Saturday. Rutgers and Oklahoma ARE who we THOUGHT they were!
4:34:07 PM Holly: Show us your Teeth. Just in time for October.
4:41:02 PM Livia: Lee Corso is such a bitch mitten.
4:41:48 PM Holly: WTF IS A BITCH MITTEN
4:42:07 PM Livia: a mitten that's a bitch. is english not your first language?
4:42:16 PM Livia: it just rolls off the tongue
4:42:18 PM Holly: Sssshhhh.
4:42:35 PM Livia: Bitch Mitten.
4:42:37 PM Livia: It sounds German
.
4:42:58 PM Holly: If you say it fast enough it sounds like a sneeze.
1:06:23 PM Momma: I back from putting the little monsters on the bus. . I spent 4 years in college for this. Not that I'm ABOVE it, I'm just OVER it. There's a difference between above and over that only a very astute linguistic mind understands. Capice?
1:06:36 PM Holly: capeesh.
1:59:14 PM Momma: bye now. going to yoga so I can mediate on the uselessness of other people. how nice to be ABOVE it all. XOXO
4:55:24 PM Janie: So, I took the day off because I needed to have my car looked at (note to Courtesy Nissan of Tampa: Laz in the Service Department is a creepy molester), and I get taken home in the courtesy van and I have them drop me off at this sandwich place near my house because I haven't eaten and have no food at home, and 10 minutes after they leave me there I remember my house key is attached to my car key which is up on a rack in a service department half an hour away. So, there I am with a sandwich and 3 hours to kill until they come back for me, and no keys. Thanks to my infernally slack landlord I have one window that doesn't lock, but it's 5 feet off the ground in one of those old elevated bungalows. I'm um, not exactly wearing a whole outfit today, if you know what I mean, and I'm halfway through the window with decency thrown to the wind when our creepy obsessed handyman shouts out from behind me to see if I need help. Not really, dude, but I do need you to close your eyes and walk away. Anyway, I just slithered through and went end-over-end into a heap on the floor and rolled out of sight. That was my day BEFORE lunch.
4:55:29 PM Janie: Oh, and my sandwich was smashed but I ate it anyway.
8:22:32 PM Holly: I don't know if you're watching Sunday!Night!is!Football!Night!, but Jared Lorenzen has finally found his calling.
8:22:51 PM Holly: He just used his body to block Eli's body from the camera so they couldn't see what the doctor was looking at on his arm.
10:27:31 PM Jeebsy:: You got your sippy cup out? (for your bourbon and ginger ale)
10:27:39 PM Holly: No!!
10:27:46 PM Holly: (....bendy straw.)
10:32:02 PM Livia: it's a real bitch trying to rank teams after this total ass-beating Saturday.
10:32:40 PM Holly: God, I bet.
10:33:31 PM Livia: but i feel it would be wrong to complain
10:33:44 PM Livia: very bite-the-hand-that-completed-my-lifey
5:52:27 PM Livia: and now jurassic park is on...! i can't believe this weekend.
5:52:57 PM Holly: WHOA.
5:55:26 PM Livia: i should buy a lottery ticket.
5:55:44 PM Holly: Or not walk outside, in fear of immediately being crushed by a falling piano.
5:56:32 PM Livia: also, this is probably the time to propose to arian foster. before he can fumble my engagement ring and some fat sec defender recovers it.
4:23:42 PM Momma: have you seen hairspray?
4:23:52 PM Holly: Of course
4:24:50 PM Momma: hit was fun, but I was a little disappointed in Revolta's rendition; guess I was expecting full-on drag queen again
4:25:01 PM Holly: Yeah, I wanted Harvey Fierstein.
4:29:09 PM Momma: pay attention to me
4:30:30 PM Holly: I cain't
4:30:32 PM Holly: I workin
4:31:09 PM Momma: sigh. ok. I will be the picture of patience, grasshopper.
4:31:28 PM Holly: You're odd.
4:33:50 PM Momma: and I have odd possessions. for example, on my desk at school I have an 8-ball answerer, a snow globe paper propper with fish and anemones inside it, and a wind-up pair of mickey mouse ears.
4:34:10 PM Holly: Do....do they move?
4:35:09 PM Momma: the ears? the fish in the snow globe? the answer dodecahedron inside the 8-ball. well, yeah, otherwise what's the point?
4:35:50 PM Holly: The ears.
4:36:14 PM Momma: and Todkill has an odd name. But a wonderful name. Did you know in England a fox is called a tod? I know this because I summered there last year.
4:36:23 PM Holly: Teaching you iChat was a mistake. I see that now.
4:37:06 PM Momma: well, the whole headpiece moves, taking the ears with it. The ears, unfortunately, do not move of their own accord.
4:37:21 PM Holly: I am suddenly cold all over.
8:04:51 PM Holly: Well, it's me, so I think you should've screwed him in a stadium bathroom.
8:05:30 PM Janie: That would have been both really sweaty and disgusting, and worth the drive.
8:06:17 PM Janie: "You taste like coppertone spray SPF 50, baby."
8:06:42 PM Holly: "Is that a palmetto bug in your pants, or are you just happy to...FUCK FUCK IT'S A PALMETTO BUG GET IT OFF ME"
8:06:53 PM Janie: "I'm sorry, can we switch it up? This rusty patch of Orange Bowl is shredding my back."
8:07:44 PM Holly: While he's shredding your front. I bet he's a biter.
8:07:56 PM Janie: Ooooooooooh.
7:13:24 PM Holly: MIZ NAINCY!
7:16:56 PM Momma: what doin
7:17:30 PM Holly: Drankin!
7:17:33 PM Momma: i'm watching Rear Window, to be followed by DIal M for Murder....oooooo
7:17:37 PM Holly: OOOOH.
7:17:44 PM Momma: drankin what??!?!
7:18:14 PM Holly: Drankin' white wine because that's how gangster I am
7:19:35 PM Momma: i'm trying to record all the Hitchcock movies on this week ( 2 every night) and this involves using the timer on the DVD recorder which I haven't figured out yet. I need the Geek Squad.
7:20:05 PM Holly: Use baby.
7:20:13 PM Holly: (Josh, not that rice thing)
7:20:57 PM Momma: I'ont know how good he is at long distance directions. I'll just hobble along on my own, as usual
7:21:50 PM Holly: You're a soldier.
7:22:39 PM Momma: silver wings upon their chests...these are men, America's best....(are you with me yet?)
7:22:51 PM Holly: (Hardly ever.)
7:23:11 PM Momma: Green Beret song. from the 60s.
7:23:14 PM Holly: (But I suspect you're singing.)
7:23:19 PM Holly: Bingo!
7:23:31 PM Momma: see you are the smartest on the playground
7:23:41 PM Holly: ....and?
7:23:49 PM Momma: the prettiest
7:23:54 PM Holly: That's right!

Posted by Nastinchka at October 2, 2007 10:22 PM
Rice thing?
Posted by: Stella at October 2, 2007 11:05 PMOh, HOW have you not heard about this? She's got this THING that looks like a leg warmer filled with dry rice; she heats it up in the microwave and puts it around her problem ankle at the end of a long day...and for reasons not for me to know, INSISTS on referring to it as "Baby".
Posted by: Holly at October 2, 2007 11:10 PMWow, lots of cabal convos I've missed.
*takes hint slinks away*
Posted by: Hank Scorpio at October 3, 2007 10:48 AMYes, how DARE Janie and I detail our darkest stadium sex fantasies and post them for all to enjoy. How noninclusive and unfeeling of us.
Posted by: Holly at October 3, 2007 11:05 AMYou know what that post is suspiciously lacking? A PICTURE OF A TERRAPIN RIDING A BUFFALO AMONGST HEAVENLY CLOUDS. You have until 5. If you choose to ignore this demand, you will be Carved, and not by the sexy plastic surgeon with no junk, but by me, wearing a clown mask and a Crab People costume. And then I will insert a piece of baklava into the carve wound on your face. You know why.
Posted by: j at October 3, 2007 11:06 AM...you know that me having a dream about stealing your baklava to feed to Leroy and actually taking it are not the same thing, right?
Posted by: Holly at October 3, 2007 11:08 AMI'm just saying that the case is still open. It's an unsolved mystery. SOMEONE ate that baklava. What I actually think happened is that you and Jay performed that ritual from Life Size where Lindsay Lohan brings Tyra Banks as Barbie to life using spells from the Book of the Dead, only you did it on Leroy, and he was too much for you to control, and he went on a baklava rampage.
Posted by: j at October 3, 2007 01:34 PMI'd steal your baklava with a quickness and I make no apologies for that.
Posted by: jeebsy at October 4, 2007 07:50 AMBaby, I don't think "baklava" means what you think it means. But hear me: If you ever laid a hand on Joan's pastries (not a euphemism), you would draw back a bloody stump of an arm. She's vicious when cornered.
Posted by: Holly at October 4, 2007 01:17 PMAnd when not cornered. Unless you're an ineffective running back, tenor-singing drunken circus bear, or reclusive millionaire with a heart of ice, in which case, haaaaaay!! (eyes batting)
Posted by: j at October 4, 2007 07:06 PM