There is a better chance of a below-.500 team making the playoffs in the actual NFL than in the fantasy league, which is hilarious considering we let 8 out of 12 in.
This fantasy newcomer who started well, but has been sagging of late, will have to miss tonight's festivities. Our neighborhood holiday party is tonight, and sadly our regular blah Santa is recouping from some surgery. Since I have a white beard, I was elected by obviously dead voters to be his in the pink replacement. Wish me luck. Ho, ho, fucking ho.
When you get the doubters, or people commenting on you not being the "regular" Santa, I say you convince them you are the REAL SANTA who only drops in occasionally since you are a busy, busy man this time of year
Thanks guys. Survived, and was able to woo all but one of the little folk to get past the WTF moment when seeing someone in such silly regalia. Eventually. after the kids thinned, Santa was able to find a couple of porters. And no, not the folks who carry one's bags.
btw, for some reason I was certain Magary was around 40, so when he talks about having a firm bedtime in 1990, I can't decide if that means he's much younger than I thought or his parents were superduperstrict. (But, then, I stopped having a bedtime when I was 3 because my mother gave up, as I was a night owl and she was not, so what do I know.)
[ I skipped over that scene. I don't even want to think of the implications of his youth. We have sps for that. ]
But he does write well , so maybe seems older.
Steelers at Bengals: Watch the Steelers blow this playoff spot. They’re clearly the best candidate to knock off the Patriots in the playoffs, and somehow they will buttfuck this game AND the Denver game next week and then let the Jets and Chiefs into the field instead. That always happens thanks to the vagaries of the NFL schedule. Some pud team gets in at 10-6 playing no one while a legitimately talented squad gets knocked out because they have to play the Pats, the 1995 49ers, and the Avengers all in the span of a single December.
This game is interesting as a Packers fan because a Vikings loss gives the Packers a cushion in case they screw up another game they shouldn't but a Cardinals loss lets the Packers control their own destiny for a bye.
Just got home. A good time was had by all. This was my first live NFL game. Luckily, we were surrounded by drunken Vikings fans, who were surrounded by drunken Cardinals fans. There were many high fives during the game. The Vikings lost, as you all know, but kept it close throughout. I seriously thought it would be a blow-out. During our hour-long attempt to get out of the parking lot after the game (thanks, U of P Stadium crew!) I hollered at several Cardinals fans from the car: "Just promise me you'll beat the Packers!" They all said they would.
The anticipation builds up quite a bit, and I never got that reprieve. I got my birthday presents about 6 hours after my Christmas ones. My parents did keep that separate which was nice, though I wish they had been a little better about picking which went for birthday and which went for Christmas. They tended to save all the good stuff for later in the day, which would be fine if I didn't have a brother. He liked to rub it in when he got better things.
Not with the pic on this post, though, because it's a file photo. But I guess you could try, depending on how much weed you've had tonight.
There is a better chance of a below-.500 team making the playoffs in the actual NFL than in the fantasy league, which is hilarious considering we let 8 out of 12 in.
This fantasy newcomer who started well, but has been sagging of late, will have to miss tonight's festivities. Our neighborhood holiday party is tonight, and sadly our regular blah Santa is recouping from some surgery. Since I have a white beard, I was elected by obviously dead voters to be his in the pink replacement. Wish me luck. Ho, ho, fucking ho.
This Santa appearance is Fox News Approved.
In all seriousness, good luck!
When you get the doubters, or people commenting on you not being the "regular" Santa, I say you convince them you are the REAL SANTA who only drops in occasionally since you are a busy, busy man this time of year
Thanks guys. Survived, and was able to woo all but one of the little folk to get past the WTF moment when seeing someone in such silly regalia. Eventually. after the kids thinned, Santa was able to find a couple of porters. And no, not the folks who carry one's bags.
Hurray for Real Santa!
This spambot is the most persistent spambot ever.
Moi?
Have you seen the one trying to sell student essays? I've deleted like half a dozen so far today. There's 16 in the spam folder.
[ Reads Magary, sobs softly into old Browns jersey…..clicks online gin rummy site ]
btw, for some reason I was certain Magary was around 40, so when he talks about having a firm bedtime in 1990, I can't decide if that means he's much younger than I thought or his parents were superduperstrict. (But, then, I stopped having a bedtime when I was 3 because my mother gave up, as I was a night owl and she was not, so what do I know.)
[ I skipped over that scene. I don't even want to think of the implications of his youth. We have sps for that. ]
But he does write well , so maybe seems older.
My bedtime was probably whenever I wasn't crying in 1990. I was 6 days old on the last day of that year.
DItto, but I was 25.
Living the dream!
I think Magary is kind of a young punk.
But then, I think that about everybody these days.
lol Danny Kanell is a moron.
Where's Waldo with Smokey and Cmdr suddenly sounds playfully obscene.
Ahem, Smokey and THE Cmdr.
I'm not sure that's what they mean by foreplay…
I'm feeling the hangover already…
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Spambot update: It is now trying to recruit us to write other people's essays instead.
Hmm. Tempting. Are they essays about poop? Vomit? Bees?
How's the pay? Give me enough money and I can send in my old college papers to someone who can't bear the thought of reading Marx yet again…
Dr. Zoidberg/FP.
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This is amazing.
This game is interesting as a Packers fan because a Vikings loss gives the Packers a cushion in case they screw up another game they shouldn't but a Cardinals loss lets the Packers control their own destiny for a bye.
Pack, Pack, Pack
That feels like a very Browns way to lose. Except it was the Vikings.
Just got home. A good time was had by all. This was my first live NFL game. Luckily, we were surrounded by drunken Vikings fans, who were surrounded by drunken Cardinals fans. There were many high fives during the game. The Vikings lost, as you all know, but kept it close throughout. I seriously thought it would be a blow-out. During our hour-long attempt to get out of the parking lot after the game (thanks, U of P Stadium crew!) I hollered at several Cardinals fans from the car: "Just promise me you'll beat the Packers!" They all said they would.
Shame about the result (for you guys as well as for Seahawks fans) but hope you enjoyed the experience!
Live sportsball (or puckery) is the best!
Depends on the outcome of this game.
Exactly. You may also picture them doing a duet of Muskrat Love.
Oh, now you've done it.
Jesus stole our birthdays!
The anticipation builds up quite a bit, and I never got that reprieve. I got my birthday presents about 6 hours after my Christmas ones. My parents did keep that separate which was nice, though I wish they had been a little better about picking which went for birthday and which went for Christmas. They tended to save all the good stuff for later in the day, which would be fine if I didn't have a brother. He liked to rub it in when he got better things.
Send money.