Really, really bad calls
I live in Nashville. The OU game wasn't on regular cable TV, so I had to go to a sports bar to watch the game Saturday. I felt great about the game until there was about 3 minutes left. Then came the worst replay calls in the history of football and OU lost. I haven't been that mad in a while. I think one of the guys who was there probably ended up breaking a chair or something. I just left and cussed to myself after doing so out loud. And then I repented, because I probably love OU football too much.
posted by corbs @ 9:55 PM
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Sounds like the same reactions we had in our house. Charles actually had to repent to our son as well, as he scared the crap out of him (literally) with all his yelling.
What a bogus game.
Why do I think you live in Dallas?
Blake
Cussing loud doesn't make peanut balls less salty.
The only reason it doesn't make it less salty is because peanut butter is by de-fin-ish-un peanutty. That way when you eat peanut you get both pea and nut. And butter. Sometimes I cook butter. Ever had cooked butter? It is just like butter only cooked and a little more gasoline-y. And sometimes y.
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