I Never Promised You A Rose Garden

An open letter to Dr. Shackleford: (I love doing open letters, because my best friend Beth hates them)

When you granted me this login status, I had no idea that September 16th, 2006, would be a momentous date in history.

When you promoted me to "Prick Editor-in-Chief", I remained clueless.

But recent wanderings around the interwebsinestrophericblogidohexinets have shown me that September 16th, 2006, will go down in Sandcrawler lore as the (digitally-speaking) bloodiest day in this blogs storied past.

Yes, Dr. Shackleford, 9/16/2006 is the day where I was once your student, but now I am the master.

For those of you who have no idea what I'm referring to, simply look at your college football schedules.

This could be the most intense intra-blog blogwar ever. But probably not. After all, Rusty did graduate from a university whose mascot is a pack of condoms.

Posted by: Vinnie at 01:34 AM

Comments

1 Not only will we PWN you, but we'll ride bareback in the process. It is our home turf, after all.

Posted by: Jihad Rusty Dirka Dirka at August 31, 2006 08:08 AM

2 I BEG YOUR PARDON I NEVER PROMISED YOU A ROSE GARDEN.ALONG WITH THE SUNSHINE THERES GOING TO BE A LITTLE RAIN SOMETIME. SQUAWK SQUAWK

Posted by: sandpiper at September 03, 2006 08:00 PM






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