Hey, I talk to strangers, run with scissors (sometimes just for the thrill), and sometimes I take candy from strangers (on Halloween). I have no problem with swimming right after I eat (I'll even swim while consuming alcohol), and I don't always wear clean underwear, I hate underwear. So, it should come as no surprise to anybody that I can commit a little hatred to print for the Ol' Ball Coach. Well now, some of you still have a crush on Steve Spurrier. I just don't get it. Yeah, I know he took us to our first National Championship, so what. If you married your prom date and she left you for somebody else, for more money, would you still have a special place in your haeart for her? HELL, NO! That's right, Stevie left us for more money, but that didn't work out for him, either. Now look where he's at. He's the leader of the Cocks, the guy the whole state of South Carolina hopes will "Whip the Cocks" into shape, the Head Cock Coach(a.k.a. Cockhead). Last year we gave him quite the ovation when he entered the Swamp, and the bastard still tried to throw us a whipping. In the end, it all turned out O.K. If you don't remember, check this out. Gators Win! This year we're going there. If you've never been to South Carolina, there are a couple of things you should be aware of. Be careful with the Beer Goggles, the girls at their tailgates have a way of distracting you from all the facts.
Don't focus too hard on one body part, or you'll wake up Sunday engaged and sorry!
And her daddy will help you get to the church!
Also be careful playing tailgating games. They are a little different in South Caroilina.
Bobbing for Pigs Feet anybody?
Or how 'bout whoreshoes?
As for the game, we have have a better quarterback, we have more yards rushing per game, more yards passing per game, and almost twice as many points scored per game. So make some noise and support the defense, they deserve it after last week. Let's Go Gators, Beat the Cocks.