You once negged me on the old site for posting a GIF that had already been used a couple hundred posts prior to mine.
You're a mincy little thread-policing twatwaffle.
All of this, plus it's not the greatest idea to make an enemy of a coked up multi-millionaire who really hasn't got a lot to occupy his time. He might make it a point to hurt you by, for example, calling Frank at the end of the episode and telling him to spread damaging rumors about them.
That level of enforcement must have been time-consuming. All that time spent in front of a computer that might otherwise have been spent on a treadmill or stairmaster.
Joined HF sometime around 2001. Never had any issues with the mods since I've always been an infrequent poster and mostly lurk. Moved over to Shaggy because it was funnier. Moved over here because an empty forum isn't funny at all.
College buddy tells me he's got an extra ticket to the game. Like an idiot, I make the logical assumption that he's a Texas fan like every single other person I know. Fuck me for not asking, but it's only when we get into Dallas that he informs me that the tickets are in the Arkansas section. And it's only after the game starts that I realize he's a retarded Arkansas fan and spends the entire game doing that godawful woo pig sui yell they do. That was seriously one of the worst experiences of my life. I simultaneously wanted to die and to kill every person within a 20 yard radius of me.
To quote Miracle Max: "Thank you so much for bringing up such a painful subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?"
No, you stupid fuck. You said "Herman hasn’t shown any signs that he’s better than Charlie was." A winning season and bowl win are signs that he's better than Charlie. If this is an indication of the quality of your future posts, I look forward to your crowdsourcing.
All you "take off your burnt orange goggles" shitheads make me laugh. This team has been spitting and sputtering for damn near a decade and maybe, maybe there's finally a small glimmer of hope for the future, and then one of our own goes on twitter and fires a torpedo broadside into the program's recruiting efforts. Fuck this dude and fuck anyone defending him. He's dead to me.
Your net isn't wide enough.
1993 to 1998:
They're All Gonna Laugh at You!
Billy Madison
What the Hell Happened to Me?
Happy Gilmore
The Wedding Singer
The Waterboy
The last two were the biggest earners in that span. If you don't find all of these hilarious, then congratulations! You're dead inside.