"I'm Gonna Phuck You 'Til You Love Me" and Other Tuesday Thoughts

As if there was any question that Mike Tyson was crazy I heard some uncensored clips from a pre-fight press conference from a few years ago in which Tyson waxed philosophic.

I heard it on Stern and they said they could not do it justice when they were on "free radio" so they replayed it in its uncensored and unedited glory. WOW. Dude is crazy. In addition to the above statement he also screamed at someone and told them he was gonna "eat their arse." Um, is that a threat or plans for a date?

The Crocodile Hunter was killed this weekend. I'm sure everyone heard about that. But does it really surprise anyone? You gain fame by phucking with some of the deadliest animals in the world. When one finally kills you is it such a surprise? I fully expect my friend Snuff Film Paul to have acquired the video of Steve's death by the end of this week.

Surprises for the weekend. I got shat faced drunk for the opening weekend of football season.

Who looked better than I thought? Auburn, Tennesse, USC (Troy that is), Georgia Tech (even though they lost), Ole Miss's running back with 12 names-- BenJarvus Green-Ellis, Baylor-- until every player started cramping worse than a premenstrual  wildabeast.

Who looked worse than I anticipated? Mississippi State (I know it's hard to imagine them getting worse, but they pulled it off in a loss to South Carolina), Notre Dame (even though they won), Cal, FSU (even though they won), Ole Miss's receivers-- your quarterback looks retarded when you guys keep dropping balls, Colorado-- dear goodness, don't schedule a seson opener against a pansy team... THEN LOSE.

LP and I spent Monday morning in the hospital with "fake labor." I prefer to call it "unproductive labor" since what she's feeling is definitely real. Hopefully we'll have another little girl in the mix soon, but until then we'll just keep a waiting.