Well, well, well

[Glenn]

A combination. Although MSU was better in all statistical categories, they lost the game. And, their defense didn't show up (snicker).

Oh yeah, that was your "lock of the century" or something. How much did that set you back?

[bukdow]

Oh yeah, that was your "lock of the century" or something. How much did that set you back?

Yeah, I missed that one. Luckily, I chickened out and didn't bet it. I figure the stock market is enough gambling for me.

[Glenn]

Whoops. I forgot about the COMBAT unis.

MSU 59
UM 6

[bukdow]

Whoops. I forgot about the COMBAT unis.

MSU 59
UM 6

The only thing I hate worse than the combat uniforms is playing basketball on an aircraft carrire. Just win, baby and leave the shenanigans behind.

[bukdow]

Here is a song to get all you community college mouth-breathers ready for the game.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tM9Yy9D3iyQ

[Glenn]

God that's a terrible song. As with all 311 songs.

[Glenn]

It was either going to be that or Hootie and the Blowfish. I figured you were a 311 guy.

[Glenn]

Ohhh.....
Hey little brother, you’ve got so much to discover
Can’t you conceptualize what you’re doing to our mother

Those drugs that you choose
Leave you left with the blues
Trust me I‘ve been there
To me its old news
Pending disaster
You’re heading there faster
It's tearing me up
To know you get so plastered

Because you’re caught up in the scene at the age of nineteen
Maybe so was I at the age but I had a dream
And those goddamn powdered drugs
They’ll fill you with doubt
You’re just getting sucked on up in it
And you have to break out

You blacked out on the floor
You told me, the next day they found you that way
Those damn medications had your back baby
It hurt when they took them all away

You’re feeling so bad
You’re looking for a place to land
Help me understand
How in hell it got so out of hand

I know that it's hard
But you’re risking being permanently scared
You’re hurting inside
So you’re flirting with tragedy on the dark side

Those drugs that you choose
Leave you left with the blues
Trust me I’ve been there
To me it's old news
Hey little brother
You messed up another chance
Sooner or later you must take a stand

At the edge of it
All where you begin
To consume that product to its very end
How much time is left
Will you collapse
Will you confess you're in a spiritless void
Spinning into excess

You blacked out on the floor
You told me, the next day they found you that way
Those damn medications had your back baby
It hurt when they took them all away

You’re feeling so bad
You’re looking for a place to land
Help me understand
How in hell it got so out of hand

[bukdow]

Good God. 311 is so apropos for a Wal-Marter. I provide a very cool song by a band none of you have heard of and what do I get in respons? Freakin' 311. God you guys are such losers.

[Glenn]

Good God. 311 is so apropos for a Wal-Marter. I provide a very cool song by a band none of you have heard of and what do I get in respons? Freakin' 311. God you guys are such losers.

So hipster.