Kinetic

We couldn't do this Punt, Pass, and Kick horseshit at halftime? Edit: Wow, everyone beat me to that one.

I'm thrilled that My Pal, the Cock Ring is carrying on the legacy of Amy Winehouse avatars.

I want to believe that Indianapolis can beat them, but I think there's about a 75% chance that we're deluding ourselves by thinking that anyone but New England is winning the Super Bowl this year.

Does that count as two votes?

Milky- I agonized over this one, I really did. Ultimately, I had to give Milky the nod for improbably becoming a queer icon (of sorts) on a board full of raging homophobes. Agent- The only guy ballsy enough to call me on my embarassing lisp. Venkman- I somehow only recently discovered the joys of the good Doctor's posts, but I've since made a point of seeking out his daily remedy. And not in a sexual way or anything. KKK- Matt Young is dreadful. King Kamala Classic- A credit to determination. He's a white-hot young prospect. King- I mistakenly neglected to vote for King in the first round. I shan't be making that mistake again, tut tut. Slayer- His aversion to punctuation is an inspiration to us all. Plus, he's funny. Treble- A national treasure, although it should be pointed out that that nation is Canada. Czech- He's all things to all people. Men want to be him, women want to be with him. Kinetic- I have a high opinion of myself. Vitamin X- My TSM Secret Santa. That paperweight is working out really well, bro. El Dandy- I don't care for Bob Barron. Kreese- Just for being him. Edwin- I agonized over this one, too. Edwin has the slight advantage by virtue of his involvement in the sports folder. Cheech- I admire both of these posters. I flipped a coin. Smues- Another coin flip.

I hope this thread has aided you in distinguishing between Matt Young and myself, PujolJunkie.

Was it really fair and square, though? This whole thing stinks to high heaven, if you ask me.

This is so exciting!

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Not only that, but I'm now forced to question the validity of anything that falls under the banner of "Matt Youngin' it." For shame, Matt Young, for shame.

That 2005 Jacksonville team had an absurdly easy regular season schedule. Still, your point stands. I think both AFC games are blowouts, while both NFC games will be tight wins for the home team.

This tournament has lost its innocence.

Perhaps we could express our disdain for Matt Young's means of success with an asterisk (*). That usually works.

Yikes.

INDIANA BASIN SILT REGION Milky Man in Blak Ripper Agent Venkman Canadian Guitarist Cena's Writer KKK HELP, I'M A ROCK REGION Kamala Canadian Chris Sideburnious KOAB Slayer Socksquatch Cyber Mark Treble CULTURE BEAT REGION Czech Alfdogg Kinetic Pbone Vitamin X Gary Floyd El Dandy Cowboy#s POWDERFINGER REGION Black Lushus Kreese Spaceman Spiff Edwin Pimp Daddy Al Cheech DoCock Marvin

Who is DoCock?

If I can avoid the Socksquatch juggernaut for a few rounds while I pick up steam, I like my chances. Voters are urged to remember classic Kinetic-instigated 2007 board happenings like the "Rate My Balls" thread; the thread where I pleaded with Milky to enter counseling for sexual dysfunction; the series of increasingly erotic videos of myself I've posted under the heading of "Kinetic's Pursuit of Erection"; and my ongoing campaign to raise money for Marvin's hairpiece. I've done a lot for you, TSMers. Don't forget ol' K-Tic come voting day.

Fer real this time: Matt Young TaigaStar NYU Marvinisalunatic Bob Barron pbone Socksquatch Gingersnaps Jingus King Kamala Klassic

I probably need to listen to Something/Anything? a few more times. "Couldn't I Just Tell You" is the thing that really stuck out for me in the few listens I've given the album.

My research shows that I've never made it out of the second round in any of these things. I lost to Downhome one year!

Matt Young! TaigaStar! CurtainJerker! Y2Jew!

I admire that kind of single-minded commitment.

NYU, buddy, like my high school guidance counselor used to say, let's hop aboard the Straight Talk Express. This is just you and me talking. This isn't for anyone else. Listen: After a lot of soul searching, I've decided to throw my hat into the ring. I've even managed to line up a celebrity endorsement. I can't tell you who it is. It's

This can't happen. I will surely die.