Art Sandusky

The typo in this post shows that this is not a legitimate AP reporter.

Fuck Florida. I should have never trusted them with a pick of mine. Backstabbing Gators... (reflects on his miserable luck from New Years Day onward)

LSU >/= USC. Please kill this topic.

Yakov is worth it.

PinnacleOfAllThingsManly was lurking about? Man, I haven't seen him post in ages.

FERTIG WASN'T FUNNY... (gives up) ... whatever.

For the record, AP Newswire is solidly in the CWM/Kotz camp. That earlier post was the equivalent of a caller on Larry King screaming "Baba Booey" and hanging up. It was on CNN sure, but it wasn't legit.

Um, did he do something ban-wothy elsewhere or something?

Man, this is just pathetic. Can't you just, you know, WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW NIGHT? Shit.

It wasn't particularly posh or cockney, it was a sort of middle-of-the-road accent that I've developed after watching a lot of BBC America and finding a medium between the extremes of incoherence and overt snobbery.

SP is now an honorary member of the CWM/Kotz Era. And yes, Dama is an AS lackey. "You're right about everything!" -- from the Smark Awards Show thread (I believe), just as a quick example.

Raise your hand if you're shocked. Liars.

Cotton Bowl: SEC represent, mofo. Eli wants to go out big before heading off to the NFL. Peach Bowl: Game of the Bowl Season perhaps. It's a lot closer than the rankings indicate. Whatever, Tennessee's going to fuck Clemson up. Fiesta Bowl: This Ell Roberson situation has me even happier that I picked Ohio State. What happened to the reports that he was arrested? They just kinda vanished. EDIT: Fuck, I picked Kansas State. Goddammit, I could have sworn I picked Ohio State. Fucking post-Big XII title game hubris...

(brings the DOA3 love, all nominees are from said game) Christie (mah girl and just plain coolest) Ayane (fucking badass, female Hayabusa equivalent) Helena (that flowing and graceful style is great)

My ex-girlfriend told me that if I wanted to really look attractive, I'd adopt the Metro look. It didn't last long after that. Oh, and this is for JMA: Please, have a concrete opinion on SOMETHING.

Bush or Rumsfeld? Bush. Rumsfeld is good for a chuckle because he looks like he doesn't have any lips sometimes. Actually, few Bush cabinet members look like they have lips...

You suck at modesty. I suck at listening to people. They always get mad at me for cutting them off the moment they say something wrong. Not my fault they're idiots.

Jesus Christ, Johnson, shut the fuck up. If you don't like it, don't read it. It's really fucking simple. Why don't you join up with Kotz, and you guys can sit and bitch about things all day long. Clearly, your wit is far superior to everyone else's, and we would have been better off letting you write the award show, regardless of the fact that you won Smuck of the year and Least Favorite Poster of the year...yeah, we should have let you write it. </honesty> Eww, don't group me with such a... commoner. I alone am teh win.

It's working quite well, although I can never see certain people again because of it, those being the ones who got the Exchange Student version of the act instead of the I've Lived Here For A While version. At least I had my best New Year's Eve ever thanks to the former version. The Genesis of the British Act: Kotzenjunge: Some automated message said you were unavailable, and didn't even give me the option of leaving a message. Kotzenjunge: It was around 10:30. ame tenshi: damn verizon ame tenshi: i went to a party and got trashed Kotzenjunge: Tried calling you again the next night (later, around 11) and got nothing again. ame tenshi: try right now Kotzenjunge: (guarantees his Friday night was better) ame tenshi: right Kotzenjunge: No, it really was. ame tenshi: sure ame tenshi: i got trashed and stoned Kotzenjunge: I'll tell you all about it RIGHT NOW~! ame tenshi: and my roommate got some ass ame tenshi: it works ame tenshi: i'm not answering it Kotzenjunge: Why the heck not? ame tenshi: i ame tenshi: 'm watching tv Kotzenjunge: Doesn't matter, I'll tell you how my night was better on here instead. ame tenshi: sure ame tenshi: it will only be better if you got some ass ame tenshi: or met someone famos ame tenshi: famous Kotzenjunge: Here goes: Kotzenjunge: 11:30: arrive at Living Room to discover, much to my dismay, that a band is playing instead of a DJ. I strike up a conversation with the doorman, who is oddly interested in every little thing I have to say, and says he will let me in for free if I stick around to hear the band play. Kotzenjunge: 12:00: Finally get away from the doorman (after he marks me able to drink, and for free as well), and talk to several people he introduces me to, who are also under the impression that I'm the most interesting person they've ever met. Kotzenjunge: 12:20: I tell the doorman dude that I'll stick around to hear his band (he was their bassist) until 12:45 to hear what they've got, and if I still have a need to get my real dancing going, I'll head to wherever is playing dance music, which would be Pantheon. Kotzenjunge: 12:45: The band is really really good, and under normal circumstances, I would stay. However, I really want to do my real dancing without looking like a freak, so I thank the doorman for his hookups and go to Pantheon, but decide to come back after Pantheon closes since the guy will still be there with the band at The Living Room after the place closes. Kotzenjunge: 12:55: I arrive at Pantheon, the first time I've ever been there. I limber up and head onto the floor. Kotzenjunge: 1:00: I've been approached by four dudes, thus invalidating my "girls never talk to me, why would guys" theory. I suppose word spreads that the dude tearing up the floor is straight, since no other men approach me for the rest of the evening. Kotzenjunge: 1:15: I run into whats-her-name (the lesbian I talked to every now and then outside of Maybank whilst waiting for you and Stacy to get out of Philosophy) and a few of her friends, some straight. They all form a ring around me and take turns dancing with me and being awfully grabby. After I clarify that I came there for the music and was straight, the fondling and groping ends, sadly. Kotzenjunge: 1:45: The place closes early for some reason (I suppose to get everyone out before 2), and I have to get a pair of lesbians who are making out to get off of my coat so I can leave. Kotzenjunge: 1:55: I arrive back at The Living Room and the doorman proceeds to introduce me to everyone in the bar, and I almost have a press conference deal going on where a group is around me, taking turns asking me questions as if I'm some kind of personality. Strangest thing. Kotzenjunge: 2:10: They start to rush people out of the bar, so I wait outside for the doorman, who has invited me to some after party where everyone I was introduced to will be attending. Outside, I strike up a conversation with four guys who were standing around my car, and they're also impressed by me to a frightening extent. Kotzenjunge: 2:20: The girls from inside who were asking me the most questions all come out to talk to me, and some even demand that I kiss them, knowing full well that I'm only 20 and they're all 25-30. They all have weird, dreamy looks on their faces as I talk to them. As you can imagine, this is all very new territory to me, and had no idea what to think. They asked me where I was going next, and I said I was going to that after party, which the rest said they would attend as well, because I was going. Kotzenjunge: 2:45: After a little more waiting outside and more making time with the girls, the doorman emerges with the band and it's off to the after party, which is somewhere on the east side in a sort of bad part of town. ame tenshi: i was in the east side Kotzenjunge: 3:00: It's really on, as I now have the entire party captivated with my beatboxing and technorific dancing, things alien to most of them, since they are, for the most part, somewhat arty people who don't even listen to the radio (they didn't even know who Kylie was [!!!]). Kotzenjunge: 3:15: A pair of insanely attractive blonde sisters leave, but insist I have their numbers first. These would be numbers #1 and 2 out of 6 I got. ame tenshi: so...they were all really cool and you, being not so much, were an oddity to them? Kotzenjunge: Wait, we're not quite done yet. ame tenshi: ok Kotzenjunge: (and I wouldn't call them cool, they were actually... well, being older and thus outside of our usual classifications, hard to describe. They were all sort of arty people, but partied like frat and sorority people and had a lot of roughness around the edges still) Kotzenjunge: 4:00: I trump five of the other people there in a dance-off and then wow them with my voice-altering capabilities by messing with the drunker people present. Kotzenjunge: 4:30: One of the girls tells me to go upstairs with her, and I do, but being sober and her being not sober at all kinda made me nix anything further than simple fooling around. She was disappointed, but I told her I would feel bad about it and she probably would too. That was phone number #4. Kotzenjunge: 5:00: The party sort of winds down, but not before the most sober (and most interested of all the females there) one, a really hot 28 year old, tells me I'm not leaving without 1) making out with her and 2) calling her sometime this week so she can see me again. Kotzenjunge: 5:30: I leave after doing what she tells me to, and the doorman and I go to his house and hang out for a while. Kotzenjunge: 6:30: I finally leave, after the doorman dude says he'll actually help me make some small scripts I've written into short films, since he does that sort of thing, as well as music recording for people and all that razamatazz. Kotzenjunge: 6:53: I get home. Kotzenjunge: And that's my Friday night. ame tenshi: that was pretty damn good for you Kotzenjunge: Oh, one more thing: Kotzenjunge: They all thought I was British. Kotzenjunge: I put on the performance of my life for six hours total. ame tenshi: lol. you are bad ame tenshi: that makes the whole thing so much better Kotzenjunge: Didn't stumble for a second, didn't miss a moment with the accent, had a whole life story as I went, and had a perfect out: "I'm going home after Christmas, since I'm just an exchange student." Kotzenjunge: In retrospect, had I known the entire evening would have developed as it had, I would have done my usual British story, which is that I moved here when I was old enough to maintain the accent, but too young to remember much about home. Kotzenjunge: It was enhanced since my clothes choice for the evening was an untucked dress shirt and tie with black pants and my pleather jacket. Kotzenjunge: So like I said, my Friday night is pretty hard to beat. ame tenshi: that's pretty funny. you pretty much fleeced a bunch of older people ame tenshi: that is great ame tenshi: if only you had gotten money from them ame tenshi: or fucked someone Kotzenjunge: I could have done the latter. Kotzenjunge: But to be honest, I needed to think through how I'd maintain the accent during sex while not busting out laughing at myself.

Me, an AS lackey? That's news to me. CWM sure, but nary a time have I ever even come close to resembling one of the AS drones that once populated this board.

Man, they should have gotten him when he wasn't smiling in such an... odd manner.

If I hadn't misplaced my confidence in what I thought was a good West Virginia squad, I'd be in much better shape. Trust me, they rolled over and died harder. I went 2-3 on the day. Pathetic. I fully expect to go perfect tomorrow though, Ole Miss, Ohio State, and my Vols won't let me down. EDIT: I picked Kansas, not Ohio. Fuck.

As my first order of business in our new era: Who spread the idea that I was Human Jukebox? I had people tell me I won worst gimmick poster despite not being the guy.

Go read the "The *REAL* TSM" thread. We're trying to avoid that sort of thing. EDIT: And CWM just started this without me even noticing, I've been so caught up in football fever today. *jaw drops* YOU PARTICIPATED IN THAT TO! Yeah, then I realized what the hell I had degenerated into.

Why is OU Drago? Because they're a fucking monster? I kind of like OU being the heels in this.......dammit........the heel loses in the end.......unless they're playing the HHH card. OU just had that juggernaut image about them, you know? LSU seems like the home-fried underdog.