Her lips are devil red, her skin the color mocha.

Satan, you big choad! You just ruined my week! :stuck_out_tongue: But you’re right though. I’m WAY too foolish/stubborn/egotistical/stupid to back out now!

To answer the queries about how this will work: Both mouthbreather and Jester may write a sig and both will be included in my posts (Not that I expect that I will actually have to do this. ;)) Let’s keep them to a reasonable length, since BOTH will attached to all my posts. Say 40 words apiece?

Sounds good.

I’ll start composing mine now. I’ll see you in this thread Monday morning.

40 words or less? I think I can squeeze that in, but it’ll take some serious editing. <sigh> Now it seems that your Ode to the Steelers won’t be in sonnet form, after all. Oh well, see ya Monday!

Okay you pukes, bring it on…
You’re just lucky Tim Couch was out!

Here you go, Enjoy! :smiley:
“The Cleveland Browns suck. I’m glad Modell took them away and I was sorry when they came back to this crappy town. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get to Pittsburgh so I can wash Bill Cowher’s car.”

Heh heh. I’m gonna enjoy this.

“Bill Cowher is my own personal God, and Jerome Bettis is my savior. The Browns are nothing more than a stinking pile of dog doo on the sidewalk of life, and I should really listen to Jester more, since he’s such an intellient guy.”

[sub]psssst, Jester, you may want to get that typo out of “intelligent” if you want credit for writing his sig.[/sub]

:slight_smile: I like your sig better than I like mine.

Curses. Of course, I meant to do it on purpose. Really.

Well, let’s try again. And mb, your sig kicks ass, too. This is fun!

“Bill Cowher is my own personal God, and Jerome Bettis is my savior. The Browns are nothing more than a stinking pile of dog doo on the sidewalk of life, and I should really listen to Jester more, since he’s such an intelligent guy.”

Hmm, Jester. poor spelling AND counting. Yup, you’re a Steelers fan!

Damn, this is fun.

##%#ing sig. I WILL get you both back somehow. Maybe next year, when the Browns have a defense.

Hey, I don’t need no countin to take you dahn, ya jagoff. I’d take you aht, but then I’d have to put dahn my Ahron City Beer, and yinz ain’t worth my time.

<Walks away, turns before he leaves>

Yinz lost, JAGOFF!