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Jan 18 2009

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The Barefoot Bum
January 18, 2009 at 6:29 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Fuck!
Julie
January 18, 2009 at 6:32 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
My condolences. As the wife of a Philly born, raised, and moving back for the rest of residency and leaving me behind, Eagles fan… I do indeed feel bad.
But not bad enough to stop waving my Terrible Towel for the next 3 hours. HERE WE GO, STEELERS!
jc
January 18, 2009 at 6:39 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
dammit the hell.
sigh. go cheesers. rah.
Juniper Shoemaker
January 18, 2009 at 7:00 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Dude. My condolences.
Physiogroupie IV
January 18, 2009 at 7:05 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Now we have that out of the way, can you post the chocolate dessert round please?
Professor in Training
January 18, 2009 at 8:02 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
I haven’t seen the news yet, but I’m assuming the Eagles didn’t do so well today?? Bad luck, dude :( Time to hit the motherfucking Jameson.
BM
January 18, 2009 at 8:45 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
What a muppethugging GAME though!!!
Isis the Scientist
January 18, 2009 at 8:50 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Yeah, I saw this cluster of a game. Today is a day of mourning in the Isis house.
BM
January 18, 2009 at 10:18 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
You whiners!
juniorprof
January 18, 2009 at 10:30 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Go Cardinals!
scribbler50
January 18, 2009 at 10:35 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Really sorry for your troubles, Prof, was looking forward to a Steeler / Eagles showdown.
Condolences, Bro.
JLK
January 19, 2009 at 12:06 am (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Sorry, dude. :(
I was thinkin’ of ya when I watched that horrible madness.
Will you be rooting with me for the Steelers in the Superbowl?
leigh
January 19, 2009 at 12:11 am (UTC -7) Link to this comment
tell us how you really feel.
Anonymoustache
January 19, 2009 at 7:15 am (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Who’d have figured that the D would let Fitzgerald go all apeshit on them, and that Akers would attempt kicks with both hands firmly wrapped around his own throat? Sorry dude.
bikelib
January 20, 2009 at 12:09 am (UTC -7) Link to this comment
Those who blitz Kurt Warner when he has decent protection invite their own demise.
oriole
January 20, 2009 at 8:07 pm (UTC -7) Link to this comment
You have a point, but I thought the last line was somewhat overdone.
On the other hand, “FUCK!”