Beef Invictus
Revolutionary Positivity
His name is Clifford, objectively one of the worst names there is. That should have been enough to end his QB career in middle school.
Pitt losing is important to me.
just switched to Penn State game speaking of puke lol
It would be easy for me to say that if I had 1,000 nukes and could pick 1,000 targets, that I would just use them all on Pitt. But that's not true.
I'd use 500 on Pitt and 500 on Penn State, and I'd make sure to wait for a day where all the fallout lands on OSU and Notre Dame.
The best part of this game is that Hawaii isn't involved at all, right @Captain Dave Poulin
But Beef I never asked why you hate Pitt. We're usually mediocre as f*** at sports and it's just a billion-dollar community college with a big-ass tower in the middle of an idyllic little Appalachian pretend-city.
Someone didn't get into Penn state...I loath Penn State as a place and sports institution. People who go there have a cultish devotion to their rideless amusement park in the middle of bumf***ville PA, with the only recurring points of pride being the football team and the ice cream. The football team proved itself a convoluted insular institution whose "importance" led it to cover for heinous and unforgivable things and the ice cream is...fine. PSU has nothing to distinguish it from any other big-ass school in the middle of nowhere, and yet its alumni are more maniacally devoted to their alma mater than anyone else I have met, probably stemming from early peaks. I love watching the corrupted rotten underachieving football team come up limp.
My stepmom sent us 6 pints of the ice cream today, actually. They still call the peach flavor "Peachy Paterno"! I'll eat it, but like...what a sad f***ing slice of PA culture that school is. f*** that dead guy and f*** his wack school. Grow a personality. Move on.
Great post.I loath Penn State as a place and sports institution. People who go there have a cultish devotion to their rideless amusement park in the middle of bumf***ville PA, with the only recurring points of pride being the football team and the ice cream. The football team proved itself a convoluted insular institution whose "importance" led it to cover for heinous and unforgivable things and the ice cream is...fine. PSU has nothing to distinguish it from any other big-ass school in the middle of nowhere, and yet its alumni are more maniacally devoted to their alma mater than anyone else I have met, probably stemming from early peaks. I love watching the corrupted rotten underachieving football team come up limp.
My stepmom sent us 6 pints of the ice cream today, actually. They still call the peach flavor "Peachy Paterno"! I'll eat it, but like...what a sad f***ing slice of PA culture that school is. f*** that dead guy and f*** his wack school. Grow a personality. Move on.