Multifarious Certitudes Auguring Barbarous Flagellations of Georgia's Hindquarters

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In the past these great and hallowed boards have been besmirched during Georgia week by chest thumping that was poorly reasoned and punctuated.

Since some visitors might have intuited from these feeble, but famous, polemics that we are a fanbase both semi-literate and irrational, I last year presented: Numerous Verities Regarding an Impending Flogging of Georgia's Posterior Forthwith.

Though this missive did not prove the linchpin in a historic victory, I would be remiss to withhold from the world the wit and wisdom an education in Tennessee's institutions of higher learning endows one with, so I must here offer:

Multifarious Certitudes Auguring Barbarous Flagellations of Georgia's Hindquarters Forthwith:

1. They are as comatose and laggardly as obese imps foundering in Hades' demonic indolence.

2. Mark Richt is a nescient and cretinous goon and his witless coaches produce game plans which are intellectually equivalent to the panicked flight and arterial geysering of acephalized poultry.

3. Their team is fully comprised of pigeon-hearted dandies whose pusillanimous play exposes a timorous irresoluteness.

4. Their quarterback is a trembling neophyte fearful and besmeared with his own excrement and we will sack him with the brutality of barbarians sacking a city and then we will plow him into the turf of Neyland, fertilizing our victory.

5. Their running backs are delicate as porcelain princesses fine-spun onto frosted confections at the flamboyant weddings of effetest paramours.

6. Their defense is inefficacious and unseasoned and Pruitt's defensive systems have proven fruitless and ineffectual in all his oft-terminated prior incarnations.

7. Their secondary's only ball-related receptions this season will be pathobiological maladies of a venereal order.

8. Our team is significantly more adroit in all game-related endeavors, both athletic and intellectual.

9. These pups will tremble before the Power T and as they fearfully micturate their own uniforms and weep for renewed proximity to their female progenitors.

10. Their mascot, UGA, looks like a hirsute mole peering from the posterior crevasse of an obese cafeteria functionary as she purchases discounted Georgia gear at a flea-market on a sleepy Saturday in Athens just before dragging her edema-swollen ankles across the pedestrian walk to their stadium fringed with a pubic topiary of hedge, wherein she will be mistaken for one of the team's cheerleaders and forced out onto the field as an emblem of what passes for feminine beauty at their chromosomally-blighted institution.

11. Their fan's frothing and maniac barking is the most sophisticated utterance that the great preponderance of them are capable of, and Athens is as much a metropolis of note as the average gathering of coprophilous flies on the crust of a circumference of bovine excreta.

12. Any of the Three Grand Divisions of the Great State of Tennessee can be said to have contributed significantly more to edification of our United States than the State of Georgia as a whole.

13. Compared to Procrustean brand of football practiced by Coach Richt, Coach Jones is a veritable innovator of the game who will outmaneuver his inflexible nemesis at every turn.

14. Our young men will exhibit a dogged persistence, breaking the swiftly yielding Bulldogs as certainly as storm waves pull apart a barren and sandy shore.

15. We pirated the recruits they pined for: Kamara, McKenzie and Tuttle. These losses left their whole team riddled with anxiety so that they will play with all the daring of an introverted wallflower staring through the veil of her pimple-pocked complexion at a Harvest Ball.

16. Steve Stripling is so mad at this point that he will have our defensive lineman ready to derail locomotives, terminate tornados, blow back hurricanes, erode mountains with a glare, and eat bulldog running backs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Seriously, the Tennessee River won't be allowed to pass unless Kahlil McKenzie grants it permission.

17. Smokey is the proud and exemplary pinnacle of his canine species and we will scream Rocky Top until those lyrics etch themselves onto the brainpan of every terrorized Bulldog player and fan that dares to enter God's own football cathedral and General Neyland will look down from his perch among the angels and see what we have wrought and he will say that it is good.

18. Most importantly we always WHIP THEY ASS!!!
 
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In the past these great and hallowed boards have been besmirched during Georgia week by chest thumping that was poorly reasoned and punctuated.

Since some visitors might have intuited from these feeble, but famous, polemics that we are a fanbase both semi-literate and irrational, I last year presented: Numerous Verities Regarding an Impending Flogging of Georgia's Posterior Forthwith.

Though this missive did not prove the linchpin in a historic victory, I would be remiss to withhold from the world the wit and wisdom an education in Tennessee's institutions of higher learning endows one with, so I must here offer:

Multifarious Certitudes Auguring Barbarous Flagellations of Georgia's Hindquarters Forthwith:

1. They are as comatose and laggardly as obese imps foundering in Hades' demonic indolence.

2. Mark Richt is a nescient and cretinous goon and his witless coaches produce game plans which are intellectually equivalent to the panicked flight and arterial geysering of acephalized poultry.

3. Their team is fully comprised of pigeon-hearted dandies whose pusillanimous play exposes a timorous irresoluteness.

4. Their quarterback is a trembling neophyte fearful and besmeared with his own excrement and we will sack him with the brutality of barbarians sacking a city and then we will plow him into the turf of Neyland, fertilizing our victory.

5. Their running backs are delicate as porcelain princesses fine-spun onto frosted confections at the flamboyant weddings of effetest paramours.

6. Their defense is inefficacious and unseasoned and Pruitt's defensive systems have proven fruitless and ineffectual in all his oft-terminated prior incarnations.

7. Their secondary's only ball-related receptions this season will be pathobiological maladies of a venereal order.

8. Our team is significantly more adroit in all game-related endeavors, both athletic and intellectual.

9. These pups will tremble before the Power T and as they fearfully micturate their own uniforms and weep for renewed proximity to their female progenitors.

10. Their mascot, UGA, looks like a hirsute mole peering from the posterior crevasse of an obese cafeteria functionary as she purchases discounted Georgia gear at a flea-market on a sleepy Saturday in Athens just before dragging her edema-swollen ankles across the pedestrian walk to their stadium fringed with a pubic topiary of hedge, wherein she will be mistaken for one of the team's cheerleaders and forced out onto the field as an emblem of what passes for feminine beauty at their chromosomally-blighted institution.

11. Their fan's frothing and maniac barking is the most sophisticated utterance that the great preponderance of them are capable of, and Athens is as much a metropolis of note as the average gathering of coprophilous flies on the crust of a circumference of bovine excreta.

12. Any of the Three Grand Divisions of the Great State of Tennessee can be said to have contributed significantly more to edification of our United States than the State of Georgia as a whole.

13. Compared to Procrustean brand of football practiced by Coach Richt, Coach Jones is a veritable innovator of the game who will outmaneuver his inflexible nemesis at every turn.

14. Our young men will exhibit a dogged persistence, breaking the swiftly yielding Bulldogs as certainly as storm waves pull apart a barren and sandy shore.

15. We pirated the recruits they pined for: Kamara, McKenzie and Tuttle. These losses left their whole team riddled with anxiety so that they will play with all the daring of an introverted wallflower staring through the veil of her pimple-pocked complexion at a Harvest Ball.

16. Steve Stripling is so mad at this point that he will have our defensive lineman ready to derail locomotives, terminate tornados, blow back hurricanes, erode mountains with a glare, and eat bulldog running backs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Seriously, the Tennessee River won't be allowed to pass unless Kahlil McKenzie grants it permission.

17. Smokey is the proud and exemplary pinnacle of his canine species and we will scream Rocky Top until those lyrics etch themselves onto the brainpan of every terrorized Bulldog player and fan that dares to enter God's own football cathedral and General Neyland will look down from his perch among the angels and see what we have wrought and he will say that it is good.

18. Most importantly we always WHIP THEY ASS!!!

Ditto
 
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didn't read it but if that's your shot at comedy don't quit your day job.

Obviously not as clever as a pun on Urban Meyer's last name.

I was also going to photo-shop a head onto a hot dog suit, but you beat me there too!

Mark Twain has nothing on you, UrbanCryer.
 
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in the past these great and hallowed boards have been besmirched during georgia week by chest thumping that was poorly reasoned and punctuated.

Since some visitors might have intuited from these feeble, but famous, polemics that we are a fanbase both semi-literate and irrational, i last year presented: numerous verities regarding an impending flogging of georgia's posterior forthwith.

Though this missive did not prove the linchpin in a historic victory, i would be remiss to withhold from the world the wit and wisdom an education in tennessee's institutions of higher learning endows one with, so i must here offer:

Multifarious certitudes auguring barbarous flagellations of georgia's hindquarters forthwith:

1. They are as comatose and laggardly as obese imps foundering in hades' demonic indolence.

2. Mark richt is a nescient and cretinous goon and his witless coaches produce game plans which are intellectually equivalent to the panicked flight and arterial geysering of acephalized poultry.

3. Their team is fully comprised of pigeon-hearted dandies whose pusillanimous play exposes a timorous irresoluteness.

4. Their quarterback is a trembling neophyte fearful and besmeared with his own excrement and we will sack him with the brutality of barbarians sacking a city and then we will plow him into the turf of neyland, fertilizing our victory.

5. Their running backs are delicate as porcelain princesses fine-spun onto frosted confections at the flamboyant weddings of effetest paramours.

6. Their defense is inefficacious and unseasoned and pruitt's defensive systems have proven fruitless and ineffectual in all his oft-terminated prior incarnations.

7. Their secondary's only ball-related receptions this season will be pathobiological maladies of a venereal order.

8. Our team is significantly more adroit in all game-related endeavors, both athletic and intellectual.

9. These pups will tremble before the power t and as they fearfully micturate their own uniforms and weep for renewed proximity to their female progenitors.

10. Their mascot, uga, looks like a hirsute mole peering from the posterior crevasse of an obese cafeteria functionary as she purchases discounted georgia gear at a flea-market on a sleepy saturday in athens just before dragging her edema-swollen ankles across the pedestrian walk to their stadium fringed with a pubic topiary of hedge, wherein she will be mistaken for one of the team's cheerleaders and forced out onto the field as an emblem of what passes for feminine beauty at their chromosomally-blighted institution.

11. Their fan's frothing and maniac barking is the most sophisticated utterance that the great preponderance of them are capable of, and athens is as much a metropolis of note as the average gathering of coprophilous flies on the crust of a circumference of bovine excreta.

12. Any of the three grand divisions of the great state of tennessee can be said to have contributed significantly more to edification of our united states than the state of georgia as a whole.

13. Compared to procrustean brand of football practiced by coach richt, coach jones is a veritable innovator of the game who will outmaneuver his inflexible nemesis at every turn.

14. Our young men will exhibit a dogged persistence, breaking the swiftly yielding bulldogs as certainly as storm waves pull apart a barren and sandy shore.

15. We pirated the recruits they pined for: Kamara, mckenzie and tuttle. These losses left their whole team riddled with anxiety so that they will play with all the daring of an introverted wallflower staring through the veil of her pimple-pocked complexion at a harvest ball.

16. Steve stripling is so mad at this point that he will have our defensive lineman ready to derail locomotives, terminate tornados, blow back hurricanes, erode mountains with a glare, and eat bulldog running backs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Seriously, the tennessee river won't be allowed to pass unless kahlil mckenzie grants it permission.

17. Smokey is the proud and exemplary pinnacle of his canine species and we will scream rocky top until those lyrics etch themselves onto the brainpan of every terrorized bulldog player and fan that dares to enter god's own football cathedral and general neyland will look down from his perch among the angels and see what we have wrought and he will say that it is good.

18. Most importantly we always whip they ass!!!

jebidiah?
 

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I think i took a wrong turn and ended up on a vandy board

They are mostly Yankees over there and tend to have linear and bland personalities.

We grow up telling elaborate lies about hunting and fishing and reading the King James everyday, so somehow we Tennesseans can pretty much out-BS any other people on earth.
 
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In the past these great and hallowed boards have been besmirched during Georgia week by chest thumping that was poorly reasoned and punctuated.

Since some visitors might have intuited from these feeble, but famous, polemics that we are a fanbase both semi-literate and irrational, I last year presented: Numerous Verities Regarding an Impending Flogging of Georgia's Posterior Forthwith.

Though this missive did not prove the linchpin in a historic victory, I would be remiss to withhold from the world the wit and wisdom an education in Tennessee's institutions of higher learning endows one with, so I must here offer:

Multifarious Certitudes Auguring Barbarous Flagellations of Georgia's Hindquarters Forthwith:

1. They are as comatose and laggardly as obese imps foundering in Hades' demonic indolence.

2. Mark Richt is a nescient and cretinous goon and his witless coaches produce game plans which are intellectually equivalent to the panicked flight and arterial geysering of acephalized poultry.

3. Their team is fully comprised of pigeon-hearted dandies whose pusillanimous play exposes a timorous irresoluteness.

4. Their quarterback is a trembling neophyte fearful and besmeared with his own excrement and we will sack him with the brutality of barbarians sacking a city and then we will plow him into the turf of Neyland, fertilizing our victory.

5. Their running backs are delicate as porcelain princesses fine-spun onto frosted confections at the flamboyant weddings of effetest paramours.

6. Their defense is inefficacious and unseasoned and Pruitt's defensive systems have proven fruitless and ineffectual in all his oft-terminated prior incarnations.

7. Their secondary's only ball-related receptions this season will be pathobiological maladies of a venereal order.

8. Our team is significantly more adroit in all game-related endeavors, both athletic and intellectual.

9. These pups will tremble before the Power T and as they fearfully micturate their own uniforms and weep for renewed proximity to their female progenitors.

10. Their mascot, UGA, looks like a hirsute mole peering from the posterior crevasse of an obese cafeteria functionary as she purchases discounted Georgia gear at a flea-market on a sleepy Saturday in Athens just before dragging her edema-swollen ankles across the pedestrian walk to their stadium fringed with a pubic topiary of hedge, wherein she will be mistaken for one of the team's cheerleaders and forced out onto the field as an emblem of what passes for feminine beauty at their chromosomally-blighted institution.

11. Their fan's frothing and maniac barking is the most sophisticated utterance that the great preponderance of them are capable of, and Athens is as much a metropolis of note as the average gathering of coprophilous flies on the crust of a circumference of bovine excreta.

12. Any of the Three Grand Divisions of the Great State of Tennessee can be said to have contributed significantly more to edification of our United States than the State of Georgia as a whole.

13. Compared to Procrustean brand of football practiced by Coach Richt, Coach Jones is a veritable innovator of the game who will outmaneuver his inflexible nemesis at every turn.

14. Our young men will exhibit a dogged persistence, breaking the swiftly yielding Bulldogs as certainly as storm waves pull apart a barren and sandy shore.

15. We pirated the recruits they pined for: Kamara, McKenzie and Tuttle. These losses left their whole team riddled with anxiety so that they will play with all the daring of an introverted wallflower staring through the veil of her pimple-pocked complexion at a Harvest Ball.

16. Steve Stripling is so mad at this point that he will have our defensive lineman ready to derail locomotives, terminate tornados, blow back hurricanes, erode mountains with a glare, and eat bulldog running backs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Seriously, the Tennessee River won't be allowed to pass unless Kahlil McKenzie grants it permission.

17. Smokey is the proud and exemplary pinnacle of his canine species and we will scream Rocky Top until those lyrics etch themselves onto the brainpan of every terrorized Bulldog player and fan that dares to enter God's own football cathedral and General Neyland will look down from his perch among the angels and see what we have wrought and he will say that it is good.

18. Most importantly we always WHIP THEY ASS!!!

Word.
 
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In the past these great and hallowed boards have been besmirched during Georgia week by chest thumping that was poorly reasoned and punctuated.

Since some visitors might have intuited from these feeble, but famous, polemics that we are a fanbase both semi-literate and irrational, I last year presented: Numerous Verities Regarding an Impending Flogging of Georgia's Posterior Forthwith.

Though this missive did not prove the linchpin in a historic victory, I would be remiss to withhold from the world the wit and wisdom an education in Tennessee's institutions of higher learning endows one with, so I must here offer:

Multifarious Certitudes Auguring Barbarous Flagellations of Georgia's Hindquarters Forthwith:

1. They are as comatose and laggardly as obese imps foundering in Hades' demonic indolence.

2. Mark Richt is a nescient and cretinous goon and his witless coaches produce game plans which are intellectually equivalent to the panicked flight and arterial geysering of acephalized poultry.

3. Their team is fully comprised of pigeon-hearted dandies whose pusillanimous play exposes a timorous irresoluteness.

4. Their quarterback is a trembling neophyte fearful and besmeared with his own excrement and we will sack him with the brutality of barbarians sacking a city and then we will plow him into the turf of Neyland, fertilizing our victory.

5. Their running backs are delicate as porcelain princesses fine-spun onto frosted confections at the flamboyant weddings of effetest paramours.

6. Their defense is inefficacious and unseasoned and Pruitt's defensive systems have proven fruitless and ineffectual in all his oft-terminated prior incarnations.

7. Their secondary's only ball-related receptions this season will be pathobiological maladies of a venereal order.

8. Our team is significantly more adroit in all game-related endeavors, both athletic and intellectual.

9. These pups will tremble before the Power T and as they fearfully micturate their own uniforms and weep for renewed proximity to their female progenitors.

10. Their mascot, UGA, looks like a hirsute mole peering from the posterior crevasse of an obese cafeteria functionary as she purchases discounted Georgia gear at a flea-market on a sleepy Saturday in Athens just before dragging her edema-swollen ankles across the pedestrian walk to their stadium fringed with a pubic topiary of hedge, wherein she will be mistaken for one of the team's cheerleaders and forced out onto the field as an emblem of what passes for feminine beauty at their chromosomally-blighted institution.

11. Their fan's frothing and maniac barking is the most sophisticated utterance that the great preponderance of them are capable of, and Athens is as much a metropolis of note as the average gathering of coprophilous flies on the crust of a circumference of bovine excreta.

12. Any of the Three Grand Divisions of the Great State of Tennessee can be said to have contributed significantly more to edification of our United States than the State of Georgia as a whole.

13. Compared to Procrustean brand of football practiced by Coach Richt, Coach Jones is a veritable innovator of the game who will outmaneuver his inflexible nemesis at every turn.

14. Our young men will exhibit a dogged persistence, breaking the swiftly yielding Bulldogs as certainly as storm waves pull apart a barren and sandy shore.

15. We pirated the recruits they pined for: Kamara, McKenzie and Tuttle. These losses left their whole team riddled with anxiety so that they will play with all the daring of an introverted wallflower staring through the veil of her pimple-pocked complexion at a Harvest Ball.

16. Steve Stripling is so mad at this point that he will have our defensive lineman ready to derail locomotives, terminate tornados, blow back hurricanes, erode mountains with a glare, and eat bulldog running backs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Seriously, the Tennessee River won't be allowed to pass unless Kahlil McKenzie grants it permission.

17. Smokey is the proud and exemplary pinnacle of his canine species and we will scream Rocky Top until those lyrics etch themselves onto the brainpan of every terrorized Bulldog player and fan that dares to enter God's own football cathedral and General Neyland will look down from his perch among the angels and see what we have wrought and he will say that it is good.

18. Most importantly we always WHIP THEY ASS!!!

Td;Dr. (Too dumb, didn't read) :(
 
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What does pusillanimous mean?

Derives from Latin: a) "pusill" being an adjective meaning small or weak in that dead language AND b) "animus" meaning spirit or soul . . . so literally "weak of spirit". Cowardly. Frankly, we need a dead language to encapsulate just how poorly the Dawgs played last week.

I would not be surprised to see them a bit more "animated" when we get them in Neyland on Saturday, though. But we'll still whip they ass!
 
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In the past these great and hallowed boards have been besmirched during Georgia week by chest thumping that was poorly reasoned and punctuated.

Since some visitors might have intuited from these feeble, but famous, polemics that we are a fanbase both semi-literate and irrational, I last year presented: Numerous Verities Regarding an Impending Flogging of Georgia's Posterior Forthwith.

Though this missive did not prove the linchpin in a historic victory, I would be remiss to withhold from the world the wit and wisdom an education in Tennessee's institutions of higher learning endows one with, so I must here offer:

Multifarious Certitudes Auguring Barbarous Flagellations of Georgia's Hindquarters Forthwith:

1. They are as comatose and laggardly as obese imps foundering in Hades' demonic indolence.

2. Mark Richt is a nescient and cretinous goon and his witless coaches produce game plans which are intellectually equivalent to the panicked flight and arterial geysering of acephalized poultry.

3. Their team is fully comprised of pigeon-hearted dandies whose pusillanimous play exposes a timorous irresoluteness.

4. Their quarterback is a trembling neophyte fearful and besmeared with his own excrement and we will sack him with the brutality of barbarians sacking a city and then we will plow him into the turf of Neyland, fertilizing our victory.

5. Their running backs are delicate as porcelain princesses fine-spun onto frosted confections at the flamboyant weddings of effetest paramours.

6. Their defense is inefficacious and unseasoned and Pruitt's defensive systems have proven fruitless and ineffectual in all his oft-terminated prior incarnations.

7. Their secondary's only ball-related receptions this season will be pathobiological maladies of a venereal order.

8. Our team is significantly more adroit in all game-related endeavors, both athletic and intellectual.

9. These pups will tremble before the Power T and as they fearfully micturate their own uniforms and weep for renewed proximity to their female progenitors.

10. Their mascot, UGA, looks like a hirsute mole peering from the posterior crevasse of an obese cafeteria functionary as she purchases discounted Georgia gear at a flea-market on a sleepy Saturday in Athens just before dragging her edema-swollen ankles across the pedestrian walk to their stadium fringed with a pubic topiary of hedge, wherein she will be mistaken for one of the team's cheerleaders and forced out onto the field as an emblem of what passes for feminine beauty at their chromosomally-blighted institution.

11. Their fan's frothing and maniac barking is the most sophisticated utterance that the great preponderance of them are capable of, and Athens is as much a metropolis of note as the average gathering of coprophilous flies on the crust of a circumference of bovine excreta.

12. Any of the Three Grand Divisions of the Great State of Tennessee can be said to have contributed significantly more to edification of our United States than the State of Georgia as a whole.

13. Compared to Procrustean brand of football practiced by Coach Richt, Coach Jones is a veritable innovator of the game who will outmaneuver his inflexible nemesis at every turn.

14. Our young men will exhibit a dogged persistence, breaking the swiftly yielding Bulldogs as certainly as storm waves pull apart a barren and sandy shore.

15. We pirated the recruits they pined for: Kamara, McKenzie and Tuttle. These losses left their whole team riddled with anxiety so that they will play with all the daring of an introverted wallflower staring through the veil of her pimple-pocked complexion at a Harvest Ball.

16. Steve Stripling is so mad at this point that he will have our defensive lineman ready to derail locomotives, terminate tornados, blow back hurricanes, erode mountains with a glare, and eat bulldog running backs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Seriously, the Tennessee River won't be allowed to pass unless Kahlil McKenzie grants it permission.

17. Smokey is the proud and exemplary pinnacle of his canine species and we will scream Rocky Top until those lyrics etch themselves onto the brainpan of every terrorized Bulldog player and fan that dares to enter God's own football cathedral and General Neyland will look down from his perch among the angels and see what we have wrought and he will say that it is good.

18. Most importantly we always WHIP THEY ASS!!!

Ole Smarty Pants.....:)
 

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