Nothing caps off an undefeated regular season like pretending to kick the shit out of your friends. I worked my ass off on this one. The least you could do is watch it.

The past 10 years have only seen 3 Iron Bowl victories for the Tide. This has resulted in far too much toilet paper being squandered by agricultural tree vandals. Much like religious fanatics who discard their possessions and wait in the desert for their savior to return on a specific date, only to end up disappointed or even more [...]

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Aside from our love the Crimson Tide, Alabama ManDance and I have much in common: a healthy appetite for bourbon and loose women, incomes hovering around the poverty line, average-sized penises and a life long dedication to the New Orleans Saints. For most of our lives, this meant that we spent our sundays alone, drunk [...]

Did i tell you about the time I was on a greyhound bus that was hijacked? I was traveling in New Jersey at the time (a state full of filthy-mouthed yankees, let me fucking tell you). These whiskey-drunk livestock-sounding criminals came stumbling into the Bus after nearly running it off the road, demanding all the [...]

An F-Bomb from my Death Bed Yours Truly has been sick as shit lately with an acute case of Alabama Snotty Rockin Mountain Fever. I was comatose through the LSU game and I frequently awoke from fever dreams in the 3rd quarter relieved to see that Marquis Maze had not, in fact, had both his legs [...]

Buster: “First order of business for Alabama: quit letting Helen Keller call the plays in the red zone!” Missy: “Those guys really like purple nylon.” Barney: “Jesus! Its gonna take me MONTHS to re-pee on all the things the tiger fans pee on this weekend” Bear: “Do LSU fans name their dogs Gerry DiNardo?” Sarah: [...]