It's true. Priest Holmes gave me a hickey after the Houston game on Sunday the 21st. I feel violated and dirty, and for this reason I can't go into any further details about it. Here is a picture of the hickey for proof:
I just want to be alone right now. I just need time to think. Thanks guys, I knew you would understand.
State Og: Safety First
Hiya, this is Dennis "Corin Tucker's Stalker" Farrell, here to drop some knowledge on you once again. Alongside some exciting news about a new State Og-run tv channel, this week's update serves as a public service announcement. For reasons you'll soon learn, we've been forced to slap labels onto our products, like the following:
If you're interested in learning more, then go read this week's State Og. If you're interested in long walks on the beach and romantic car rides to a place where no one will ever hear you scream, send me an e-mail.
With college finals approaching, it's time once again for Microsoft Word autosummaries of all the old, boring books you were supposed to read.
"Don't you get it? What we have to understand is it's them or us. It can't be all of us, or one. It's got to be us, or they become it. Then we lose what makes us we."
The Something Awful front page news tackles anything both off and on the Internet. Mostly "on" though, as we're all incredible nerds.