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re: Chips are down: Have you ever had to intervene with a fan of your school harassing others?
Posted on 5/4/26 at 6:29 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
Posted on 5/4/26 at 6:29 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
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Harry Sux Donger
Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and your mother.
Posted on 5/4/26 at 6:31 pm to paperwasp
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The time Georgia fans abused me
I had been attending the UGA-AU game 1999. I had to many beverages before the game. Auburn went up big. I knew I should leave so I tried my best to leave the stadium and get back to the Sigma Nu house. But I had become weakened by the drink so I found shelter at some bushes. I slept there hoping to return later to my friends. Instead a cruel mob of UGA fans found me. Weakene, I could profer, no resistance. The quickly realized I was incaple of movement. They put leaves and grass on me as they howled their evil delights. They removed my hat, that was from the 83 season that Pat dye had signed himself. They burnt it in front of me, myself being to weak to move or protest. I will always remember their evil cackle as they left me stranded, hatless.
paperwasp just making shite up
no way any of that ever happened
Posted on 5/5/26 at 7:47 am to Harry Rex Vonner
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paperwasp just making shite up
no way any of that ever happened
Probably not.... but you should still sue him for theft of intellectual property.
Posted on 5/5/26 at 12:20 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
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paperwasp just making shite up
no way any of that ever happened
This poor fricker is a perpetual victim of happenstance.
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The time I woke up for opening season game day to find out I went to game day before
Virginia-Auburn game 1998. It was the opening game of the season. We all know that feeling of opening game day. The long wait in the off-season. The expectations and anticipation over the never ending summer. Virginia was our opening opponent. I was sure we’d win, it was just a matter of how much. I just wanted us to pad the score and stats so we’d make headway with the national media. The morning of game day, to my horror I awoke in a deshelved state. I was on a mattress in my fraternity house, broken glass and blood was on the floor and I was de-panted. To further my horror I noticed it was only 1 hour to game time. PANIC....would I miss game day? No time to pre-party? I rushed into the hallway of the fraternity house and ran across an apparent straggler. I said “has everyone left already?!”....I received a puzzled and listless confused expression. “The game...aren’t you going?”...it was at that time the straggler understood me. He told me the game had happened the day before. That I had actually attended the game with a date. That my date cried as I slept in vomit and urine. That a concerned state trooper asked about my well being and was told “I was napping”. That not only had auburn lost but that we failed to score. 19-0. I can’t explain to you the feeling of being in complete denial only to have the memories flood back. I’ve never taken an opening season loss so hard...and never will again quite frankly. These AD’s that schedule these ridiculous out of conference games for the opening game bear the brunt of the responsibility. Incompetent scheduling.
There is no doubt in my mind that by this point, OmegaMan has probably been kidnapped by the Jalisco drug cartel, and is rotting away in a Mexican dungeon.
Posted on 5/5/26 at 12:22 pm to paperwasp
That sounds right
I think there's two OmegaMen - one likes me and the other one hates me
I think there's two OmegaMen - one likes me and the other one hates me
Posted on 5/5/26 at 12:29 pm to paperwasp
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There is no doubt in my mind that by this point, OmegaMan has probably been kidnapped by the Jalisco drug cartel, and is rotting away in a Mexican dungeon.
I don’t know what happened to him, but based on the two threads you’ve posted he needs to come back.
Posted on 5/5/26 at 1:40 pm to paperwasp
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There is no doubt in my mind that by this point, OmegaMan has probably been kidnapped by the Jalisco drug cartel, and is rotting away in a Mexican dungeon.
Some rico from Jalisco passed his name to the Boss. He stuffed into a truckbed, he clutches his cross. Here comes the exhaust and it rips through his lungs. He's off fast to the pasture, like cattle he'll cross. Degree 106, sweat and vomit are thrown. And he prays and suffocates upon the memories of home.
Posted on 5/5/26 at 2:33 pm to Marcelo Lavanda
Yea..at a game a UF fan would not leave kids cheering for Hawaii...we were killing them on the scoreboard but that drunk guy would not leave the kids alone, not like they incited it at all..was insane.
I get if it was a Miami fan or FSU because frick them all..but fricking Hawaii....wtf..we beat them by almost 50 points I think...
I get if it was a Miami fan or FSU because frick them all..but fricking Hawaii....wtf..we beat them by almost 50 points I think...
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