Nice try candy leg.historian said:FLBear5630 said:What are you talking about?Thee University said:
3,095 days and STILL we have grown men peeing their panties.
Candy legs.
Limp wrists.
Dishwater hands.
Manicured nails.
Self flagellation.
Concave chests.
Pencil necks.
I'll bet a couple of you carry man purses strapped around your waist.
3,095 days. Think about it.
He's still living in the past, obsessed with the whole Briles fake scandal fiasco. It often seems that Art Briles has taken permanent residency in his brain, rent free.
I'm here to remind you chief apologists who are liable to trot out revisionist history that hero worshippers started blowing out their keisters excuses starting 3,095 days ago. It's a sickness I tell you. Hanging on for 3,095 days to sadly try to defend the indefensible. I used to have fun making fun of these poindexters but it's gotten pitiful. Some of these boys have gone full ******.
I NEVER think of Art until someone goes full ****** on here and I feel it is my public duty to dry those legs, stiffen those wrists, put callouses on those soft hands, put a hang nail on those perfectly manicured nails, stop the brutal self-administered public floggings, put some meat on that little chest, bow that neck and toss the man purse.
I'm not giving up. 3,095 days = 101.7 months = 8.5 years. All gone. Massive depression. Colossal loss of self-esteem. Sadness. Traumatic emotional pain creeps in to the same old, tired posters. Empty, feeling of worthless, pessimistic, angry, fatigue and worst of all……..reduced sexual desire or lack of performance.
"So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains And we never even know we have the key"