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  1. It was great last season. We ran a qb draw rather than Warren to ensure we didn’t advance the ball vs USC.

    It also worked well in the title game vs bama when Colt got a quick exit.

    If we ran it vs sand aggy last year we would’ve fucking won but we called a pass play on third down in attempt to give them more time to score. It worked great for them!

  2. The fall of ‘99 was one crazy time to be on 3rd floor Jester east. Cole, Ahmad Brooks, Chris Sims just to name a few.

    Cole was definitely a prankster. He would shoot BB guns in the hall and fit half a can of Copenhagen in his jaw. Loved playing PlayStation mlb. He was a great soul.

    I believe the players still get together and play their annual golf tournament for him at Falconhead.

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  3. 1 hour ago, TrashMaster G said:

    This.  Calls the entire story into question.

    They used to have them in California. I will not waiver from this minute detail. You can find that they have. I vividly remember that orange and white stripe bag wailing across his face as if it were yesterday. This particular one was in Valencia.

  4. It all started with a discussion about how we were driving there with some buddies and I’m trying to convince my best friend to go. He respectfully declined at a Christmas party we went to and on the way home we were cruising down 360 and BAM we hit a the biggest buck I’ve ever seen at about 3am near 360 and 2244. Insurance check comes through for him a few days later....and bam, he’s in for the road trip of a lifetime.

    Phase 1)

    I should start by saying that we first went to the Alamo Bowl to see Nebraska play Michigan with a weird ending where Michigan almost ran back the final kickoff with some laterals. We went because one of my best buddies little brothers played for Nebraska and he ended up getting caught on the river walk with some weed after the game and kicked off the team. Nonetheless we all got wasted, acred like proper donkeys and had the first game in the books.

    Phase 2)

    We rent a shit mini van and make the drive to Phoenix, AZ. We end up in a nice hotel in downtown Phoenix and are set for the following day to go to the Fiesta Bowl. We’re next to Sun Devil Stadium (the bad ass stadium not that new shit) drooling over the plethora of AZ sluts and hammering werewolf killers (Coors light sponsored event) like they were fresh filtered waters in the middle of the Sahara. Some dildo walks in the bar and says he’ll sell his tickets right now as it’s the 2nd quarter. We offer him $20 and waltz in the game. There we are, about 30 rows up on the 50yd line watching Ohio St and Notre Dame go at it. Jeff Samardzija, Ted Gin, etc...

    So sometime in the 4th quarter, I go get a hotdog. In the condiment line this Oh St dipshit cuts to the front of the line and everyone starts losing their mind. For some odd reason I happened to be wearing a navy blue t-shirt (not planned). I went to confront him, he kindly tells me to fuck off, mashed mustard and his hot dog in my face. I said, “jokes on you pal, I’m from Texas, we beat your ass (show him the Longhorn tattoo) and you’re without a hot dog now.” Notre Dame fans were cheering me like I was Rudy. I’m covered in mustard for an excellent performance ahead of me in Tempe for the evening.

    A bit later, I’m wearing this mustard covered shirt and we are talking to the whole bar in Tempe as my band of monkeys and me are absolutely skilled in idiotic drunken performances. At some point we get an extra filthy round of black Chardonnay (Jagermeister) and right before I take the shot a guy in an Ohio St jersey asks, “Hey Texas, tell me who wins and why in the overly hyped title game.”

    I hold my shot, look over to him and his sea of Ohio bar flys and I say, “Listen here, if you were paying attention, we beat Ohio st and the buckeyes just beat Notre Dame. In order for USC to beat Notre Dame, they had to have the Bush push just to run past those competent Catholics. So, my math comes to Texas by 3!!!” I slam my shot, my boys agree....and so with another night of shenanigans, we were soon on our way to LA the next day.

    Phase 3)

    The next night we ripped in on sunset Blvd, near the primrose hotel, the rainbow room and some other bars in a stupid part of California. I specifically remember this guy smoking his brains out on the patio of he rainbow room and everyone treating us like the complete dickheads that we actually are. You’d hear, “have a nice trip home after you get your ass kicked tomorrow.” And many other comments that capture the confidence and lack of awareness of facing the greatest Rose Bowl performer in the history of the game.

    So we continue to ramp it up and we end up ordering late night room service and my buddy eats some bad chicken. To cut to the chase, the next morning I’m ready to bite the neck of of every bottle thrown my way and one of my buddies, has really bad food poisoning. He looks like McConaughey in Dallas night club, he’s sweating like a blind lesbian in a fish market, shitting and throwing up every time he can smell porcelain. So...here we go.

    Some of the monkey bus had tickets. Some did not. Me and my buddy did not have tickets so we were slamming drinks to make our way to Hooters on Colorado Blvd to catch the game. I was young, broke and careless. The game meant everything in the word to me but I simply did not have the resources to get into the stadium.

    The scene was nuts. Colin Cowherd and his live radio show after blazing through the hills to Pasadena in a psycho’s cab that cost over $200. I’m blasting my buddy telling him to quit being a pussy and drink more while he looks like it’s his last moment after his battle with the 16th century plague.

    I keep going while he gets in a cab around halftime and leaves as his insides are completely gone. I meet up with friends, celebrate, and do everything you can possibly imagine until 4am west coast time. We get back to the hotel and I begin hitting my buddy in the face with a #1 whataburger cheeseburger meal (no tomatoes) screaming that it was the best day of my life and I can’t believe we won. Me and the other monkeys were jumping on the bed being complete jackasses and we finally cooled down after my buddy clearly didn’t feel well and did not enjoy the shenanigans.

    The next morning we need to drive north to go skiing in Arizona. We wake up and turn on the TV. My buddy that was deathly ill sits at the end of the bed. ESPN is on.

    I notice something. His eyes get wider and wider. His jaw gets lower and lower.

    “What tha fuck!” He screams

    “I went to sleep. I felt horrible, I turned it off when we were down big. It was 6 minutes left!!!! We fucking won???? I thought you guys were just being dickheads about us wining when you stormed in at 4am!!”

    He missed the whole fucking thing....he missed the greatest championship comeback of all time.

    I commented on ESPN radio the next day while we were in the Mom van on the way back. The question was, “who do you pick #1 after last night?”

    My first sentence, “Did you even watch the game last night?”

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  5. https://nypost.com/2018/06/16/waitress-fired-booted-from-air-force-reserves-over-racist-video/

    A Missouri waitress who spewed racist hate on social media lost her day job — and now has been thrown out of the Air Force, according to reports.

    Tabitha Duncan boasted that she wanted to go “n—-r hunting” in an offensive viral video, leading the Social Bar & Grill in St. Louis to can her, the Air Force Times reported.

    Duncan, 20, posted the offensive footage shortly after joining the Air Force Reserves, which said this week it has no interest in her services

    “The video, released days after her enlistment, is intolerable and does not reflect the values of the Air Force,” Lt. Col. Chad Gibson told the outlet on Thursday, adding that Duncan, “is in the process of being released from her enlistment.”

    The aspiring model was recorded on SnapChat in a since-deleted video as she and two men were sitting on a truck as it rolled along a dirt road at night. In the 15-second clip, one of the men asks: “Are we going n—-r hunting?” the Kansas City Star reported.

    Duncan then responds: “You get them n—-rs!”

    A voice off-camera then chimes in: “Look at my soon-to-be sister-in-law! She looks so pretty.”

    After internet-sleuths uncovered her identity, the Social Bar & Grill, announced Duncan’s firing on Monday.

    “Social Bar & Grill and it’s owners have recently become aware of a vile, disgusting, and offensive video made by one of its employees,” the restaurant wrote on Facebook.

    “The incendiary comments made by this employee absolutely does NOT represent the views, opinions, and policies of Social Bar & Grill and it’s owners. Nor will they be tolerated in any fashion.”

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