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.
You Will Read This Headline. Then You'll Laugh. Then You'll Realize You Were Wrong All Along.
'We’re going to be in trouble!' Little Sister wailed, clutching her favorite book to her chest and sobbing. 'This isn’t fun like a story anymore!' But Big Sister was not listening, she was thinking. She grabbed Little Sister’s book from her and ran into town, yelling 'Help! A book made me and my sister hurt someone!'
The Something Awful front page news tackles anything both off and on the Internet. Mostly "on" though, as we're all incredible nerds.