OMG stop fighting and finish the freaking tournament of whatever it was.
We'll finish the Tournament of Everything, but there's no way we'll stop fighting.I've shielded this blog from interpersonal fallout over the Brady Quinn draft fiasco. Fight-wise, it's going to get a lot worse before it gets better.
"We're" going to finish it? The whole tournament is waiting for YOU to stop writing about sandwiches, Derrida and dead fucking rabbits.If anyone is fired, it's totally you.
Trying to choose between Dylan and Animal House is breaking my heart. I'm delaying the Tournament because I want them both to live forever.
Stop being such a pussy.
Jaime, you apparently have been talking to my mom.
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