Precisely.

And Jitterbug, you're really not that concerned about the AKAs' feelings when you're going to post it on Funny Greek Stuff group. C'mon now.

Did she say winning records in Bowl games? is that's what it's come to? ....it's about Rings, Championship Hardware, like 2002. (I'll wait here why you go hit up Google and see who won. lol) Go have Georgia actually win something, then I can keep a straight face while we holla about this. :)

I can't believe you brought a picture of that ugly azz, Turner & Hooch-lookin dog up in here. ...UGA, huh? well, they dayum sure named him right, that's for sure. lol

And last I looked, USC wasn't no where near Georgia, anyway, so why is you frontin' so hard. :p

Glad to say I can get your panties in a bunch. :p I'm still waiting for Saturday.

Because any enemy of OSU is a frienemy of mine. I'm hoping for a UGA/USC Championship Game.

hey, I arrived on the planet with the "XY" rather than the "XX" so ...can't really help you on the panties thing....but you might want to try the Univ. of Georgia football lockerroom, they might could help you out. :)

As for frienemies, I think I just developed a deep and abiding love for the University of South Carolina and hope Steve Spurrier and the boys kick much rear end this upcoming Saturday afternoon!! :D :D

I'm banking that UGA will not allow a second consecutive loss. It will be a challenge though considering it's an SEC team, and they're hungry after that loss to Vandy. I think my fondest wishes will be coming true this weekend. :D

Dear NCAA Football Fans:

Yeah, it's that serious, but I apologize for the hi-jack.

Dear Voluminous mascara:
please come out from whatever hiding place you've chosen to hide. I needed you really badly this morning. Thank you!

Dear favorite blush:
please see letter above. Thanks!

Dear jojapeach,

despite your ugly mascot, bad football team-lovin ways, I still got luv for you.

g'nite. :D

To Whom It May Concern:
Our relationship lacks something. I don't know what it is but somethings gotta give!

Blessed

Dear rude bottle blonds and other drunk, rude, non-home trained broads from the club last night,

Yes, that was ME that purposely tripped you as you stuck your arm or just barreled your way through our group of dancing people. Aside from the the looks we all gave you and the pantomime of kicking you in your flat arses, I took it upon myself to start a trend of blocking. Funny thing, is it worked. Yes, that was ME laughing AT you when you tripped with your overpriced drink in your hand and spilled 2/3 of it on your friend that you were being dragged around by.

My list of thoughts from the night.

One. You can't dance. Now while I'm no Broadway star, I can bust a move as well as my group of friends. You kept bumping us, with your elbow and other body parts, so, that's why one of our group members shoved (not pushed) you, really hard.

Two. The DJ's SUCKED.ALL of them. My dead grandmother can DJ better than you. GTFOHWT Junior High BS.*end off-topic rant*

Three. On the rare occasion I wear stilettos, last night was one of them. I looked hot:) I really didn't appreciate it when you and your friends carelessly stepped on my foot and scuffed my $250 black patent Calvin Klein heels. So, I tripped you. Again. Lesson learned.

Four. Being DRUNK is no excuse. For anything.
My friends and I are not the violent type however you tested us. We passed, on the curve. Barely.

Five. Words that your mother taught you but for some reason you seemed to forget: Excuse Me.
Sorry.
Use them. You'll avoid bar brawls this way.


Aside from the leaky air conditioner that dripped on us and the floor, the sucky dj's, the overpriced drinks, the ARSE-BUTT ugly men (trust me on this)
our entourage had fun. We laughed, danced, looked good, celebrated and enjoyed each others company. That was the point right? Despite your feeble attempts to ruin our fun.

Hmm, I know what comes around, goes around and hopefully, I wont get hit too hard for the foot incident but you had that coming.

I guess I'll end this by saying, I'm all for everyone having a great time but realize, if you push me, I will push you back harder. And make sure I trip you on the way down.

Have a nice day.:)

ETA:
THIS....IS....SPARTA!!!

@ SoRHOr NP: Wow... But you had a good time and looked great doing it!

Dear TonyB06,

In the words of Mister's father, "You has my sympathies."


Dear Regis Philbin:

I saw that Sweet n' Low commercial today. That "zing" in the sweetener that you're talking about is the acidic taste of saccharin, which most people have learned is a harmful cancer-causing agent. So you're okay associating your name and reputation with a product that carries the warning, "Use of this product may be hazardous to your health. This product contains saccharin, which has been determined to cause cancer in laboratory animals"? Anything to make a buck I guess.

I respected your loyalty to Notre Dame despite the past few years of the football team struggling. You should be loyal to your team. But you should be loyal to your fanbase of soccer moms and retirees. Lead them away from the saccharin. There's at least 3 other choices at decent coffee shops and a lot of restaurants.

PS I'd be this upset if it were Barack Obama, Morgan Freeman, Oprah Winfrey, or Flava Flav promoting the nastiness tha is Sweet n Low.

Damn, what did Reeg ever do to you!

:P

LOL!

"Regis and Kelly" is pretty good. "Who Wants to be a Millionaire?" is beyond good. Sweet n Low is bad.

My reaction can be summarized as, "How could you, Reeg?" :( I know there's a certain demographic that's known him for literally decades, and they really might flock to anything associated with him. Bless their hearts.

Dear Ludacris and Tommy Lee:
I LOOOVE your show Battleground Earth. :)

Dear Me:
Tomorrow we get our stuff together. I'm tired of struggling to no purpose. That changes tomorrow.

Dear semi-dyslexia:
Please leave me NOW. I'm tired of having to re-read everything I type and/or write.

Love ya lots,
ME

jojapeach,

I always own mine so I'll accept 35-3.

....but trust, every dog, and every dawg, has his day.

PS..Jim Tressel, what is this weird allegiance you have for playing Todd Boeckman so heavily? Play Terrell Pryor, and we can still crush Michigan and save this terrible season.