Due to the events that took place this weekend--and by that I mean all the ass-whooping my teams took--I regret to inform you guys that there is pretty much no possible way I can win any of my NCAA pools this year. I just want to state for the record that this is effing bullshit. And now my 2005 NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament poem:
"I hate almost every single team this year" by Okay Seriously
I effing hate you, Kansas
And your little dog, too.
But if you can believe it
I hate others more than you.
Oklahoma, are you kidding?
Do you remember how to play?
Utah totally owned you.
Man you guys are gay.
Wake Forest I had you winning it
But now I can only lose.
I feel like I got punched.
I am battered, beaten and bruised.
Over and over and over
You do this to me every year.
Why do I keep picking you?
I must really like it in the rear.
I don’t know if you effing suck
Or if West Virginia just got lucky.
But you should’ve asked me out
Before you went and fucked me.
Seriously - all I see is blah, blah. Take it in the Rear! Awesome.
ReplyDeleteI found this gem from 2003.
ReplyDeleteMissuori, Florida,
Stanford Illinois
I picked you in my bracket
you kicked me in my boys
but never mind the four of you
for Tulsa is alas
the team that met Wisconsin
and now has a second ass
Nicknamed the Golden Hurricane
a better name might be
the Tulsa Golden Shower
because you played like pee
So I've finally got the muster
to pull myself back up
and go watch Arizona
Lick a handful of Irish nuts
Her ass cheeks are red
ReplyDeleteAnd Sarah is blue
Wake Forest came too early
and Kansas played like poo
I've never been a poetry fan until now. You're amazing!
ReplyDeleteurban princess
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ReplyDeleteYour poetry is the tits! Can i say that on tv?
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