What could be better on New Year's Day? Football, baby!
Rose Bowl, Cotton Bowl, Tostito Bowl...they got nothin' on Zeta's Blackeyed Peas
and Collards Bowl. Pots simmerin' and Alpha is parked in front of the tube as it
should be.
You think you can take me? Ha, check out my bat ears
man. Between the ears and the frog legs I score everytime (that and Ms. Zeta is
a sucker for a pretty face).
Happy New Year fans and friends...Pastor Bacon is callin
me to the Church-By-The-Bowl. God Dog, remind the h-sapians that 'all dogs do go
to heaven' and to gimme some of those neckbones.
Arffff for a righteous year - GO EAGLES...GO DALLAS...GO
CHARGERS? Nah, go Ravens. Geesh, looks like I owe Bully the Bookie all kinds of
bones man...G
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