Agent of Oblivion

I tend to eat leftovers for breakfast, since I never feel like cooking when I wake up. A typical breakfast for me is something like a turkey sandwich on the way to work, or a cold porkchop eaten in the shower.

It's an 82 game season in the NBA. Anyone decrying the effort level day in and day out in the NBA needs to consider the logistics of a season that long. The NCAA men's season is what, 30 games? I'd argue NBA players go balls out more than 30 times per season. Hell, the NBA playoffs can be almost as long as the entire college season and March Madness put together. It's as dumb as football fans bitching about baseball players and their wimpy injuries. "A sore shoulder?? OH NO!" Well, that guy also plays ten times as many games as an NFL player. It evens out.

I'll get mine in a little early: Mark McGwire

Wouldn't it be weird if Earth had five moons?

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Honestly, I'd rather have Peppers. Cutler would be expensive. Briggs plus picks, at least. They'd be better off making a cheaper move for Peppers, then making a short jump up in the first for Sanchez or Stafford; whichever one slips, because one will.

What did they give up for Moss? A fourth??? That's less than they gave up for Welker! Unreal.

Suspend the laws of physics and astronomy and shit here. I'm just talking from an aesthetic and psychological perspective. Five moons. The earth remains unchanged otherwise.

My childhood was a litany of tetanus shots and bandages for stepping on thistles, sharp rocks, nails, tacks, bees, and other sharp and stinging objects. I refused to voluntarily wear shoes until well, even now.

Are you allergic to anything?

Mulligan my ass. I'm running the 80's tournament, whenever that happens. A musically superior and more iconic decade.

No shit. The only song on this list I even like is "Tennessee."

Also, my pick to win it all is Sabotage, unless you queerbaits vote for November Rain's shitty shit like the queermo assbutts you are.

Very few of these were even challenging. I'm also announcing now a coalition to get Guns N Roses the fuck out of here as early as possible. GNR is horrible and the people that like them are gay fat fags.

No shit. Larger, more talented players, and more of them. That said, this is a different topic than the one discussing the NCAA tournament, and thus it is now a different thread. Debate away.

They just want to rape orphaned african altarboys bareback.

Nah, I'm saying if all of a sudden it got dark like it normally does, and there were five moons. How fucked up would that be?

Lemme tell ya, it never used to be like that. Football taking the reigns in this state coincided almost exactly with Peyton Manning's success in Indy. Growing up in this state, basketball ruled all things until 1998. Even when the Colts made a couple runs in the mid 90's, they were a clear second or third fiddle to the Pacers and Big Ten Basketball. If you lived in the southern part of the state, it might've been Kentucky basketball. The Colts probably weren't even the most popular football team in the state, behind Notre Dame. Two out of three driveways in the state had either an IU or a Purdue backboard and hoop, or a chain-net hoop on the side of the barn. Prior to the mid 90s, it was College Basketball, Big Ten/Notre Dame Football, or nothing. Back me up here, alf.

Since he's back out on the market, I'm taking Pete Rose

You've NEVER been stung by a bee?

New England is going to go 25-0 this season. They're going to beat teams twice in one game.

Sauerkraut's pickled. I've added all kinds of things to fried cabbage, but in the end, I'll always prefer just salt and pepper. Let the cabbage be cabbage. Rendering bacon fat to fry it in is acceptable, but heavy.

Chris is late, so I'll go ahead and pick: Alex Rodriguez.

You know what I hate most about cellphones? I don't even have one, and people want to show me the gay crap that gets forwarded to them from other dumbasses. Especially at work. Some bozo maintenance guy is always showing me some scag getting fisted, or a tranny in a hot tub, playing audio of a funny 911 call or something. What gets me the most about those, is that I can't hear them. Either I'm hard of hearing, or my brain doesn't process them, but I can't hear shit on a cell phone. It's all clicks and whistles.

When I was in middle school, I helped burn off a fencerow and got poison ivy so bad I looked like Toxie. My face was swollen and lumpy, an eye was shut, my nostrils were inflamed and clogged. Had it on my lips, in my mouth, ears, scalp, both hands, arms, neck, and ankles. I get a little bit every summer, but usually just a small patch that a little ointment takes care of in quick fashion.