A thread about nothing.

Yep, that's right.

It's a thread about how bad Ole Miss and Memphis are.

Godawful they are.

 

Bacon makes me happy

I'd sing the blues too if I had this game in my town.

 

See what I mean, it's a thread about nothing.

Fake. Fake. Fake ... Fake!

 

I took a crap this morning that had more excitement and verve than these two teams have.

 

At least this thread is starting out the way they all usually end up.

 

Any game is better than South Carolina vs. N.C. State.

 

Haiku FAIL!

 

JERRY: How was your flight? (Wishful thinking) Pretty uncomfortable?

SALLY: (Setting the box down on his table) Actually, the seat next to me was empty, so, there was no problem at all.

JERRY: (Let down) Oh.. (Starts to open the box) Oh, wait.. (Holding up one of the BBQ jars) This isn't the sauce that I asked for!

SALLY: That's right. It's a special gourmet sauce. "The Pride of Memphis!"

JERRY: (Complaining) No, no. I wanted the one in the little bottle with that guy on it that looks like Charles Grodin!

SALLY: This is much better. And frankly, in Memphis, we think that other sauce as (Whispering) kind of a joke.

JERRY: I know it's a joke. It's supposed to be a joke! Now I'm going on the Charles Grodin Show with nothing. (Sets the jar down angrily) Nothing!

SALLY: You could just do your material.

JERRY: (Peeved) I don't have any material!

ELAINE: (Yelling out) He's got nothin'!