5 February 2010
You knew it was coming
Raheem Brock of the Colts posted this on this twitter feed, then quickly took it down, saying he was hacked:
Bring it on. We’ve seen worse. We heard it all after Katrina.
Remember Chicago, 2006?
I was pissed off about that then. Now, I’ve just grown used to it. I heard all the “Why rebuild in a flood zone?” idiots in Atlanta. I let it eat me up inside.
Not anymore. You want to taunt us with the Federal Flood? Go right ahead. We took it for the past five years, and we will keep on taking it. In that typical New Orleans way, we will wear it with pride:
In other news, I am so fucking excited about the Super Bowl that I am totally mentally crippled. Can’t focus, can’t concentrate, can’t sleep. I just sit and think of new things about Saints football.
PS: Raheem Brock, go fuck yourself. Thanks for the motivation.
posted Friday, 5 Feb 2010 at 12:29pm by Kent in New Orleans & Overrated & Sports & The Good Things & Underrated
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28 January 2010
Hey there Buzzards…the cat is out the bag for the Soileau family!
Austin has finally recognized my complete and utter insanity ya’ll. It took the Saints going to the Superbowl to finally wake the world up to it’s many wonders, I guess. Check this out! And Marnie….it’s a little graphic, but it’s the Austin Chronicle! Can’t wait for my cousin Lisa to read this and pass it onto the family in Oakdale.. HELP! Missing my buzzards, missing them very much. XOXO
http://www.austinchronicle.com/gyrobase/Issue/index?issue=2010-01-29
posted Thursday, 28 Jan 2010 at 4:02am by The Phantom in General
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25 January 2010
Who dat say they gonna beat them Saints?
It happened.
posted Monday, 25 Jan 2010 at 12:22pm by Kent in New Orleans & Sports & The Good Things
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