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Wouldn’t mind it if the nuke spoiled the best Tigers season in years.

Noon done come and gone. The sun will come up, Tomorrow... NOLA update: Somewhere on the Mississippi someone is playing a calliope. I'm expecting them to begin playing Fixin to Die Rag.

Winner, winner. Chicken dinner. I'm here in Nola for a VVA conference looking for a t-shirt I saw here back in the 80s. Jesus Loves You, Everyone Else Thinks You're An Asshole. That's the level of obnoxious I intend to be when we're the winningest.

I know I’m a gonna dance like Hammer.

Ben Dover.

Monday, Monday, can’t help that day. Monday, Monday, when Michigan pays. On Monday morning, without any warning, they’re just gonna see, just how bad their future is going to be.

High noon passed and still no word. Protocol can be a bitch.

Notre Dame and Navy have played twice in Ireland. They, ND, May have played there another time or two.

Sammy, I've been more than patient with you. Why don't you take your problems somewhere where you'll get the attention you crave?

Regarding their championship; they stopped a decent Alabama drive at the goal line that would have given Bama the win. I can't remember the exact play but I believe someone stumbled, or a blocker took the wrong read and the run just sort of punked out a foot or two short of the goal. I...

For those not of a certain age; the ol' number six fully explained:

...and we don't want to ruin anybody's weekend. I'm starting to lean towards forming a posse and going up to Ann Arbor and doing an ol' number 6 on the place.

Eh, I'd rather think of him pedaling on the sidelines, loud-mouthed, loser of The Game(s) he is, than someone possessed of at least one ounce 0f redemtitive quality. But then, I'm not Jesus.

Focus? Focthem.

Preach!

He “won” a state football championship on his own? Wow! What kind of a ring do you get for pulling that off? Wonder how many medals he “won” while helping out the Corps? Semper Suspicious.

B-2 strike force left Minot USAFB 1635 Z, headed east, southeast, toward Ann Arbor…

Summer of 42: “I had my hand on her boob.” ”That was her elbow. You were rubbing her elbow.”

Or a road to somewhere, I think.

What was the cutoff date for lead-based paint in Loveland? Did that include chip removal?