Help! I'm trapped in the library! Not really, but I have an exam at 9 a.m. and I don't know a damned thing for it as of right now (11:30 a.m. Sunday). Goooooo BECKY!
Partially responsible for my current state of fuckededness? Had to watch the Nets, y'all. Not only are they my one true love (sorry, boys...you will always come second to The Boys), but I have now been dragged into the seedy underbelly of the blog wagering universe. From my first-hand account, I can let you know in all truthfulness that it is SCARY. Seriously.
Just kidding. I ain't never scrrrred. Losing my mind, for sure. But not scared.
Anyway. SML offered me up like a 2-bit strumpet to Skeets over at The Basketball Jones. And I should be mad. But Skeets is a piece of ass, so I'd give it to him for free.
What? Oh, I mean...I believe in the Nets.
Personally, I would have asked for a case of Molson. But that's the problem w/ some people...they just don't aim high enough.
So if you are finding this *NEW!!!* blog because of this little ill-advised wager (yes, there was some love sent by the Great Prophet Henry Abbott, and my heart swells as a result) and are looking for some in depth Nets coverage from all season, I point you to my original labor of love, El Friends Du Nenad. If you can get through all my whiny girl rants about boys not liking girls who like sports and skanks who want to fight me in bars, there is a lot of HARD-HITTING NETS BUKKAKE for yo ass.
And if I can just get through 10 more chapters I can even watch the game tonight!
p.s. We have been called out already by a lone member of Cavalier Nation. Methinks I hear the sound of sick desperation in his laugh though, no?
p.p.s. The Heat fans were pretty boisterous the other day...where'd you guys go? Everything alright?
p.p.p.s. You SEE now what is so frustrating about Vince Carter? He CAN play like he did Friday night ALL THE TIME!!! He just chooses not to! That's what I've been saying ALL SEASON! Go check EL FRIENDS! See for YOURSELF! Um...I think I need to leave the "Shift" key and the exclamation point key alone for a bit. But seriously. Look at the 2nd link here. And then look here. It’s like deja vu…all over again!
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Alas, the NYC Factor of over-exalting mediocrity in the metropolis rears its ugly head again, this time clothed in less-than-opaque New Jersey garments to hide its stench. Thankfully, the faux-Messiah of Witness fame, 100% Capitalist LBJ awaits to slay the foul beast, having resisted its overtures last summer in the form of his mentor, Jay-Z, nee Shawn Carter. The righteous await Round 2, where...
wait, people will actually believe I talk this way because I only have one sensible comment up so far. Excuse me while I don a flimsy verneer of legitimacy. So, um, yup, those Nets look good right now, yup, sure do...how's that studying going? the weather?
With tail between my legs, I'll admit my team sucks. Those Baby Bulls are too good and I see them going all the way.
Heat = Old, Fat and Lazy.
We need some serious youth injection into that lineup. I want to draft Scottie Pippen's hot-as-all-hell wife onto the Heat Dancers squad.
First defending champs to get swept in the opening round since 1957? The Miami Dolphins select Ted Ginn, Jr.???
(sigh)
I don’t want to wait till the end of Summer :( , I want it now. Who with me?
save your time and join me. ;)
Hey, I'm not afraid to admit my weaknesses. I love Twinkies. And I had to look up "strumpet", okay (as in "2-bit strumpet", which makes you sound like "Pre-Nintendo Ho")? And what did I find - according to thefreedictionary.com, it's synonyms are "hussy", "loose woman", "trollop", and my favorite, "fornicatress".
Thank you for expanding my vocab, college girl.
We're on some power movements so we can rule ish, okay? First we take out Skeets and his Canadia crew, then we're taking it to The Clevelander over at Yeahsports, okay?