By: 09.29.07  •  3 Comments

College football is killing me.  Well, at least causing me severe pain.  Two representatives of my local independent businessman just stopped by to tap my patellas with a ball-peen because West Virginia couldn't beat the South Florida last night.  It's a good thing I "borrowed" all that morphine from that oncology nurse I used to date.  Anyway, let's celebrate this minor upset with a body painter: 

Other than the obvious, there are 3 ways you can tell this astute scholar has been over-served:

  1. He's painted green and yellow, and it's not March 17th.
  2. Everyone knows sober Floridians don't smoke.
  3. He's hitting on the fat chicks. -KD 

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