Monday, March 16, 2009

 

I'm Huge

Incidentally, the grunting is mostly for show. My manager told me I would get more sponsors that way.



Comments:
The Blackadder Says:

Sounds like an idea for a TV pilot. The Robert Murphys, a crack squad made up entirely of guys named Robert Murphy. There would be Robert Murhpy the Strongman, Robert Murphy the demolitions expert, and Robert Murphy the libertarian economist.
 
nice tan. and i like that mohawk you have going there...;)

Too bad nobody like that has a name like mine.

This is all I get.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbtDYizokwY
 
Robert Murphy, the many of many faces:

http://tinyurl.com/dybr7f
 
Blackadder, nah - all in one, he'll just murph into whatever personage he needs.

ha.
ha.
ha.
 
It would have been more authentically "Robert Murphy" if he had said, "Come on, bitch!" just before the last jerk.

Intramural football was fun. What sucks about football is that, unlike other sports, it's really hard to play an authentic game once you've graduated.

Still, you're the guy who ran that interception back for the Sigma Chi.
 
It would have been more authentically "Robert Murphy" if he had said, "Come on, bitch!" just before the last jerk.

I just want to reiterate that Aristos is here talking about a football game. No funny stuff.

Still, you're the guy who ran that interception back for the Sigma Chi.

Whoa whoa whoa, let us not throw around terms carelessly. We were playing on the track team's intramural football team, on which there were indeed a few Sigma Chis. But it wasn't a Sigma Chi team per se, right?

(And for those who are curious, it was pretty sweet. The other team's quarterback tried to throw but it got swatted about three feet after release by a tall guy on our team. I was standing about five feet behind him and to his right, so the ball deflected off his hand and right into my chest. Everybody on the field was stunned for a half-second, and then I started running.

Even though it was flag I discovered I could...go..all...the...way. Aristos told me later he was mad that I sprinted so quickly because he missed the chance to clip--I mean block--somebody.

Aristos can attest to von Pepe that I actually used to be fairly athletic.)
 
Were you the fastest guy on your team?
 
You're right Bob, about the track team. Apparently, the years have clouded my memory.
 
Were you the fastest guy on your team?

Not at all! In 7th and 8th grades I think I was the second-fastest in my grammar school (Catholic term) which had let's say 50 other boys of competitive age.

And to clarify, I wasn't on the track team. I was just reminding Aristos that people referred to our IM team as "the track team" I think; for sure it was not a Sigma Chi team.
 
Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]





<< Home

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

Subscribe to Posts [Atom]