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Jan 18 2009

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16 comments

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  1. 1
    The Barefoot Bum

    Fuck!

  2. 2
    Julie

    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!

  3. 3
    jc

    dammit the hell.
    sigh. go cheesers. rah.

  4. 4
    Juniper Shoemaker

    Dude. My condolences.

  5. 5
    Physiogroupie IV

    Now we have that out of the way, can you post the chocolate dessert round please?

  6. 6
    Professor in Training

    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.

  7. 7
    BM

    What a muppethugging GAME though!!!

  8. 8
    Isis the Scientist

    Yeah, I saw this cluster of a game. Today is a day of mourning in the Isis house.

  9. 9
    BM

    You whiners!

  10. 10
    juniorprof

    Go Cardinals!

  11. 11
    scribbler50

    Really sorry for your troubles, Prof, was looking forward to a Steeler / Eagles showdown.
    Condolences, Bro.

  12. 12
    JLK

    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?

  13. 13
    leigh

    tell us how you really feel.

  14. 14
    Anonymoustache

    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.

  15. 15
    bikelib

    Those who blitz Kurt Warner when he has decent protection invite their own demise.

  16. 16
    oriole

    You have a point, but I thought the last line was somewhat overdone.

    On the other hand, “FUCK!”

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