Stupid me finally got around to asking Brian of mgoblog to enroll me in the Blogpoll. This is as good a season for me to do it as I will be seeing the vast majority of the Top 25 live, in person and with plastic cups full of substances in my hand[s]. And this I vow: to never, ever, ever vote sober.
And I will still whup on Stewie Mandel’s ballot every time, even if I am chewin’ on peyote buttons.
Chewin’ on peyote buttons! Rural! Bring on the jorts!
(Incidentally, it’s 1:17 Eastern and I finally got a ticket to USF-West Virginia-OMFG did that quarterback just pass?!-Battle for the Bucs’ Pirate Ship. Shout out to Kyle of bullspen.com and the USF athletic department. SHOUT!)
JORTS! I’m a bit excited, as you can tell. Three Top 25 teams in two days. I’m a grown man!
Dude, do you have a job or are you on a 4 month sebatical, whatever it is how the hell do afford to go on a trip like this?
Birkenstocks somehow detract from the Tebow mythology.