Re: Alabama Crimson Tide
Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 10:46 pm
Oh Shit! that's where we are now!GBJs wrote:It doesn't matter.
If there should ever come a time when we're undefeated and y'all are about .500 coming into the game it still wouldn't matter. It's Tennessee week.!!!
GBJs wrote:Well, our smoke and mirrors seems to have worked... No. 1 in the first BCS poll. Perhaps before the brave but battered list became so long and distinguished.
It's always a fun ride though. Even our smoke and mirrors wouldn't work if not for Saban. I'll take it.
No.aTm wrote:This rivalry should go away.
I do not like Tennersee. I do not like orange. I do not like the Tennersee volunteers. I do not like the Tennersee Titans. Why? Because they are in Tennersee, and I do not like Tennersee, The BamaTodd I am.
I do not like orange. Bright orange, neon orange, burnt orange neutral orange, and especially that ridiculous pale orange that looks like they had a shirt and left it in the back window of the car for the summer and it faded. What kind of dumbass conducts this kind of experiment to determine a jersey color?
I do not like words that rhyme with “orange.”
I do not like the Tennesee River, or the mountain man. No way in hell we get together even if we can.
I don’t like Tennersee Walking Horses. I like horses that run.
I do not like the Tennessee Smokey Mountains. They even make me dislike Smokey the Bear. However, those Little Smokies smoked sausages are pretty damn good.
I don’t like Tennessee Ernie Ford. Ernie on Sesame Street is much better. And he drives a Corvette.
I don’t like to take home a package of Tennersee Pride. Instead, I leave it at the store and chose Ziegler’s Sausage. My tasty sausage balls deserve Bama’s finest blended pig meat.
I do not like Tennersee whiskey. I prefer Kentukky Bourbon and it is obviously better, as they named a street after it near the location of many Alabama Championship victories.
Who in the hell makes whiskey in a dry county? That’s just fukkin’ stupid.
I do not like the Tennersee Stud, nor do I like the Tennersee Flat Top Box.
But I do love Johnny Cash. He even knew better than to like Tennersee—that’s why he spent most of his days at his home in Jamaica. Ya mon.
I do not like orange pants. Are you kidding me?
I don’t like that song, “Tennessee” by The Fugees. Why? Why in the hell do you think? It’s called TENNESSEE!! Wycliff, I love ya mon, but WTF?
I do not like Peyton Manning. QB’s should have a forehead, not a five-head.
I do not like the orange Gatorade. I only drink the green.
I do not like Fil Phulmer. He can kiss my ass. Lane Kiffin can too. But I’ll let him send his wife over to kiss something else…
I do not like orange juice. I drink my vodka straight. In fact, I do not like any citrus fruit, because you can’t spell “citrus” without UT.
I do not like Dollywood. Although back in the day, Dolly would have probably given me wood.
I do not like Bush’s Baked Beans, kidney beans, red beans, or chili beans. Their company/factory is in Knoxville. Another reason why that place smells like a big fart.
I do not like the Justin P. Wilson Cumberland Trail State Park.
I DO like the John P. Wilson-led 41-17 victory over the hillbillies in 2007. He was 32-46 for 363 yards and 3TD’s. And easily the most beautiful man in the stadium that day. How you do like me now, bitches?!
I do not like to play checkers. It reminds me of the ridiculous end zones in that nasty stadium.
I do not like the grandmother who shouted F-bombs at me as I left their nasty stadium during a game in the 90’s. An extremely classy act, as she held the hand of her 9 or 10-year old grandson.
I also do not like the jackasses that spit on us from above the portal as we left.
I do not like Bill Dance and his ugly-ass hat with the T on it.
I do not like how they name all of their cities something-ville. You know, like Nashville, Knoxville, and Memphisville.
I do not like the Tennersee Lottery. If you win, they give you chickens to barter with instead of money.
I do not like Al Gore. He is from Tennersee and invented Global Warming. Which is a lie. His pants are on fire.
I do not like volunteers. If I need something done, I’ll pay someone to do it.
I do not like to dance the Tennersee Waltz. I’d rather put on my boogie shoes and do The Hustle. Because we hustle like the Crimson Tide. And every day I’m hustlin’.
No, I do not like Tennersee, not at all. I do not like Tennersee, summer spring or fall. Winter too. I would not like them on a boat, and I know they like to fuc# goats. I would not like them on a train; I look forward to bringing them pain. I do not like them in the day, I do not like them in the night. I do not like their team, I do not like their state. To beat them, I cannot wait. They disgust me. I DO NOT LIKE TENNERSEE, The BamaTodd I am.
Party on, Wayne. Party on, Garth. Roll Tide.
So it is written, so it shall be.
Woolly Al's finally went under huh? You should apply for a government bailout.BAMAFEVER wrote:So this is were all of you yahoo's went? RTR.
Don't think he ever made it over to WoollyAl, at least he didn't announce himself, if he did.Professor Tiger wrote:Woolly Al's finally went under huh? You should apply for a government bailout.BAMAFEVER wrote:So this is were all of you yahoo's went? RTR.
Anyway, hiya BF.