A Medley of Lyrics from Songs with 'Friday' in the Title
Yesterday was Thursday! Forwards means backwards, and left is right. What a jerk this guy was, right?
He's about as hard as Darth Vader, in his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors. Like the Twitter of Valdis Zatlers. And I will never stand naked in front of you, or if I do, it won't be for a long time. They are people who sometimes have strange obsessions and really cool cars.
And the weather wasn’t barely hot—did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott? "If they don’t consent to it, then it’s murder and not good."
You’re hilarious, thanks for all the laughs— you’re garbage so I’m taking out the trash. Begin sketching thoughts about John Ashbery’s translation of Rimbaud into moleskin notebook. Saturday, wait! And Sunday always comes too late.
Can we flop and moan about our brackets here all weekend? Because, oh, there is so much flopping and moaning I want to do. Or should I restrict my blubbering and gnashing to the Yahoo boards' hideous UI?
This is as good a place as any. For example: my wife, who is from Minnesota, picked Morehead State to go to the Sweet 16. Why? Because she thought the school was in Moorhead, MN. Which is where Bunny Lebowski (nee Fawn Knutsen) is from in one of our favorite movies.
So now Morehead State has a legit shot at the Sweet 16 after beating Louisville and faces 12 seed Richmond. My wife is beating me in the pool.
And this is how your winning brackets are made.
I allowed to be talked out of my Morehead pick by a penis-haver. I just had a gut feeling about them based on their named, but I second-guessed myself. Curses!!!
See, I faced (not quite such as yours, but still) a dilemma tonight in that I am an avid Syracuse fan who nevertheless bet with the odds and fingered Georgetown to win against VCU (who my poor, non-basketball-fanatic date had to look up on his phone to define as Virginia Commonwealth University). That is a special fucking crossroads, my friend, where you are desperately wishing for your worst enemy to suffer God's own humiliation, but yet please, please, let them not destroy my bracket.
Rock, meet hard place.
Fuck it, Syracuse won and we'll demolish Marquette. So say we all.
I was going to pick Morehead for that very same reason! But then I imagined myself having a penis and went in a different direction.
I'm doing OK, on the strength of the Badgers…but it's all about to end because Pit lost.
Thank you, Choire, for your continued pandering to this site's resident Latvian.
I'm a pathetic 15 of 24 for 319th place out of 403. Choire certainly is schooling this straight.
I'm in the Top 148. Next year in Jerusalem.