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Football pool, redux, repost



Here are the rules:

  1. Pick up to five squares. In the comments, using the letter/number combination to indicate the square. Yes. Just like "Battleship".
  2. Offer up your own prize contribution. Here's mine.
  3. Once the grid is full, I'll randomly assign actual numbers, using the deck of cards method.
  4. Should you win a quarter, you can pick one of the prizes offered by any other participant. First come, first served.

Sysm wishes you the best of luck.
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6:53 PM

D3, E4, F5, G6, H7

prizes TBD    



7:20 PM

Squee!!!

A2, B9, D8, E10, I1

Prize.    



8:18 PM

J1
J9,J10
I9,I10

Prize: 2 dozen football-themed cupcakes    



10:23 PM

A1


Cheeseburger-related oil painting.    



10:54 PM

C8,
G1, G2, H1, H2 pretty please

prize TBD and then A    



8:58 AM

I'll let you slot me anywhere on the board as long as you use my Feb of 78 photo. What photo you ask, well my prize will be an odd assortment of Camera Magazines, including Oct 1977, Dec 1973, & the classic cover from Feb 1978.    



9:09 AM

J 2 please.    



9:10 AM

My prize contribution will be Dilf's green and orange crocs    



9:49 AM

B7, C6, D5, F3 and H5

Prize offered is
this    



9:53 AM

My new rock band is named Cunt Coloring Book.    



11:15 AM

My sister also picks I2, I3, J3 and J4.    



3:40 PM

My Prize Your choice of color. Also, a coupon good for one free back rub.    



1:15 PM

4A, 4B, 4A, 5B, 9G

I'll buy you a drink next time you are in SF.    



7:09 PM

i choose all the squares to the left of nick.

prize tbd. will likely be shiny and covered in a fine film of cat hair.    



7:23 PM

I will let you pick for me, cause I'm cool like that. Also I can't make up my mind.

My prize will be a surprise (also known as whatever is available and affordable) from the Lucy the Elephant gift shop.    



9:44 AM

Nick's surrounded by the hotness.    



10:46 AM

Nick - I made you a sandwich. You're welcome.

Ms. McGee - Maybe someone else can offer up the color set.


Ubie - What does steroid frosting taste like?

ba - you feel that lucky? pick a couple more.

QOTH - F A I S I W B Q A

dilf - that pic looks like the outside of an abattoir.

double post - please remove any residual dilf toe goo first, will ya?

Giny - you just made me tear up, a little.

LR - girlie beers, coming up.

Miss K - if I were less gentlemanly, I would respond to your description in a coarse and untoward manner.

Scarlet - There's enough Nick for the two of you.    



11:18 AM

My favorite.    



8:11 PM

I was trying not to be greedy, but I'll just continue off to the right please, forming a wang-like portrubance symbolically pointed at my wife's squares.    



9:19 PM

I don't want to sit under B.A.'s wang.    



9:43 AM

I sit near it all day. It's hard to concentrate knowing that it looms right around the corner. It broods, malevolent and eternal, like some onyx monument to a forgotten God.


(Also, my sandwich is teh awesome)    



2:59 PM

See, now I've always thought of B.A.'s wang as benevolent.

This changes everything.

(Congrats on the sandwich.)    



3:01 PM

Also, I just noticed that Dilf invited you to slot him anywhere.

This comment thread has given me so much new insight into how it is where you work.    



3:04 PM

I am proud to be part of the awesome.    



7:08 PM

Dilf's a slut.    



10:22 PM

B1,C1,D1,E1,F1
MY ENTIRE VHF COLLECTION!
including The North Hollywood Shootout & Fraternity Vacation to name but a few.    



10:24 PM

Oh... and "Jerry Springer's Too Hot for TV!" Mmmm hmm.    



2:32 PM

C1,E2,G3,H4,I5



Prize    



2:54 PM

B.A. - Word has it, your wang-like protuberance is actually more of a tetris-like protuberance, so I slotted you differently.

Ms. McGee - my apologies, but the aforementioned protuberance is now draped along and atop your smiling visage.

Nick - If you feel that the protuberance is creating an intolerable, oppressive work environment, welcome to my world.

Scarlet - you are the "teh" in the inscrutable quasi-hacker vernacular so loved by our young whippersnapper. Yes. I said "whippersnapper". I've seen him snap some whips.

Ubie - Dilf is not a slut. He is an understanding, accommodating sort, who knows enough to keep things on the down low. A gentleman. Very gentle.

Sonny - will these come with a bonus lingering trace of cat urine? If so, then my hopes and dreams will come true.

Gato - I'm going to make you read a pancake recipe.    



4:01 PM

At first I thought you were going to use the word protuberance in every response. I was sad when you didn't, then relieved.    



5:58 PM

I only bring the wang to those who want the wang.

You know, wang-wanters.    



7:02 PM

It's true that I am among that number, in spite of my protestations to the contrary.

Well played, sir.    



11:07 AM

6D 7D 7E 7F 8E

prize is an unopened box of ribbon candy from a fifth-grade flautist in a Wichita-area beginning band class..    



3:36 PM

Wang Wanter
He's the man, the man with the dongus touch
A schlongish touch
Such a cold weenus
Beckons you to enter his web of wang
But don't go in

Golden splooge he will pour in your ear
But his jizz can't disguise what you fear
For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her
It's the kiss of death ...

From Mister Wang Wanter
Pretty girl, beware of his dong of gold
This wang is cold

Golden splooge he will pour in your ear
But his jizz can't disguise what you fear
For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her
It's the kiss of death ...

From Mister Wang Wanter
Pretty girl, beware of his dong of gold
This wang is cold
He schtupps only gold
Only gold
He nails gold
He wanks only gold
Only gold
He wangs gold    



3:50 PM

a moment of insight into some of our homelife.
And the baby's lullabies.    



4:00 PM

(ps. I am too sleep deprived to 'get' or try to 'figure out' my special response from you sysm.

pps. still working on my prize. You know, that isn't paying my fantasy football debt)    



5:55 PM

I prefer the later Bond film, "Manscaper", starring Roger "Moore, Moore" Moore.    



5:56 PM

QOTH - F A I S I W B Q A = "Fuckin' A. I'm sure it will be quite awesome."    



5:57 PM

Jazzbonejone Joe and Terasita - your squares will be up tomorrow. I'm on a dreaded PC today. I will return to my shiny, shiny laptop tomorrow. Thanks for playing.    



3:03 PM

I've added in the evil Dr. Sardonic, Reverend Jack, Anthony, Fritz, Pants, Todd and the fetching Bear Arthur.

Numbers had to happen, y'all.    



4:00 PM

Honey, I'm quite sure you meant Bea Arthur.

Bear Arthur is this guy.



PS: You totally don't want to know what I saw while Google Image searching for that.    



4:25 PM

I like Bear Arthur.

He's in.    



4:33 PM

oh my, the only reason I read all the way to the bottom of the comments was to find out who, in our social circle here, that avatar belonged to.

you know who I'm talking about.    



4:38 PM

Huzzah!    



5:19 PM

That clown scares the crap out of me.    



6:44 PM

No fair! Übie and Gato get 69!

::pouts::    



8:33 PM

I am also getting ogled by Dr. Sardonic.

And Brooke, I married that clown.    



9:06 PM

You're getting ogled by me, too.    



5:04 PM

sysm, stellar job on the Sardonic squares. We're admiring over here.

In other news, my prize is a pound of Whole Foods Sonoma chicken salad.    



5:59 PM

Todd gets the first quarter.    



6:00 PM

Todd wins Q1!    



6:01 PM

Beaten!    



6:54 PM

Double Post gets 2nd    



6:57 PM

Damn it. Stop beating me!    



6:59 PM

This sucks.

At least I'm in the lead over at Spinnerina's.

Also, I'm about to fall into a meat coma. Send help.    



9:10 PM

Double Post in the 3rd.

jazzbonejoe in the 4th.

Lordy.

Boring game for 3-1/2 quarters, no?    



9:14 PM

Well, fuck.

I'm going to go drown my sorrows in beer and The Wire.    



9:53 PM

I won, I won, I won!    



9:54 PM

What do I win again?


I'm not sharing uber!


Ha, Ha, Nick!    



9:58 PM

Best Superbowl in years, despite the fact that my boys lost.

Kudos to the winners.    



10:37 PM

Dear Double Dork:

You get to choose from the offered prizes.

I suggest the cheeseburger painting.    



10:39 PM

Sore loser!    



10:43 PM

maybe I'll just collect on all of them cupcakes. Now, let's see. How many? Oh yeah 24. mmmmmm. Get baken' sista! And oh yeah, I get one more prize. Hmmm. Gee, what shall it be?????    



11:49 PM

Uh, I didn't even know I was entered until Brooke told me I won.

I would like the cunt coloring book if it is still available.

I offer my prized Homer Simpson Pez Dispenser if one of the other winners wants it.    



5:45 AM

If you want pussy, Todd, you need to make with your mailing address.

I do feel compelled to note that you wouldn't be getting any at all if it weren't for Sysm slotting you without your knowledge.

I enter fairly and get nothing. Todd gets slotted and gets vadge.

::sigh::    



6:28 AM

I still don't understand how this thing works.    



7:35 AM

How can you not understand how it works?

You pick squares. When the squares are all chosen, each column and row is assigned a random number 0-9. Your squares now line up with various numbers going up and across. If the score for the football games at the end of each quarter coincides with the numbers that you got lucky enough to pick you win.

Todd's square says Giants 3 Patriots 0 - so he won the first quarter. If the score had benn Giants 13 Patriots 20, he still would have won.

Don't make me tell you again.    



8:11 AM

If I get one other prize, I choose.......    



8:13 AM

My own prize.

Now, I will finally get rid of those ugly crocs once and for all!

Mahwa ha ha ha. ( evil laugh).    



10:19 AM

100 posts or bust!    



11:43 AM

Why did people use to crochet pot holders?

It doesn't seem like they would do a very good job of insulating, with all the holes and such.

And yarn is so scratchy.    



12:40 PM

A better question about pot holders would be "who gives a damn about pot holders?"    



1:21 PM

If you have to take something hot out of the oven you give a damn about pot holders.    



1:23 PM

Gosh nick what do you have against pot holders?    



1:27 PM

I'd like to see you take out that King Cake of yours out of the oven without pot holders.

How about oven mitts? Do you like oven mitts?    



4:19 PM

I'm indifferent.    



4:50 PM

Why would someone who eats things raw/frozen need oven mitts?

He's a barbarian.

Hence the smell.    



4:52 PM

actually, given that i've inadvertantly touched tremendously hot pans lately, i care a great deal about both oven mitts and pot holders.

also, people who hold pots.    



5:08 PM

I think Nick cares deeply about potholders. He's just putting up a gruff exterior to protect himself.

He often rescues cloth objects from distress. Just ask him about Mr. Pickle.    



5:15 PM

Why? Are you holding (pot)?    



6:12 PM

No, but Nick was holding a pickle in our backyard.    



6:25 PM

I'm often holding pot. I mean, pots. Yes, that's what I meant.

Seriously, Todd. No addy, no chocha.

Why do I keep giving out puss for Sysm's squares? Next year, my prize is going to suck.    



7:19 PM

Are we still trying to get to 100?

I have a lot of questions that need answers.

Like, why does my skin break out when I have a cold?    



7:52 PM

Well I certainly DO NOT want to know about Nick and his pickle.    



7:54 PM

I think some things need to remain private.    



8:15 PM

I want to know why the changed Stratego.

What was wrong with the old game?    



8:38 PM

Well, I want to know .... who....    



8:38 PM

who wrote he book on love?    



8:50 PM

There's a book?

Are you talking about the Karma Sutra?

Don't tell Nick how it ends.

He's reading it to his pickle, and he hasn't gotten to the end yet.    



9:57 PM

Pickles!    



9:58 PM

Potholders!    



9:59 PM

Ponies!    



10:10 PM

who's Mr. Pickle?

also, the word "bung" appeared in my word verification.    



5:11 AM

no way will this make 100    



7:10 AM

Here is a little help to get it to 100!    



8:09 AM

Four More!
Four More!
Four More!
Four More!    



8:49 AM

Working towards 100! I am impressed.    



8:52 AM

I voted!    



8:52 AM

San Francisco has 49 hills!    



9:10 AM

I ruined it!    



9:32 AM

and i'm here to ruin it again. BA, jazzbonejoe is my sweetie, and he told me to tell you that for his prize, he requires this painting you spoke of.

he's teaching the childrens this morning, and can't come to the computer. i however, can sit behind this thing and pretend to work all day...    



9:44 AM

Don't believe her! She's trying to steal priceless artwork for herself!

Call Dick Tracy!    



1:05 PM

Dick, you're Tracy.

get it?    



3:55 PM

Damn it all to hell, I longed for the cheeseburger painting so.

::jealous::

Go Obama!    



6:18 PM

Do I owe anyone a present?    



6:19 PM

Also, don't you people work?

I hate when working makes me miss out on blog stuff.    



11:08 AM

Ginonymous,

I have verified through my social network here at work that you are indeed nailing who you said you were nailing.

Which reminds me:

A trombonist was driving down interstate 80, about 10 miles per hour over the speed limit. He looks to his left and sees a car speeding by doing nearly 100 mph. The car is being driven by a group of frogs, one on each pedal, a few on the dash holding the steering wheel, and one on the headrest, apparently coordinating the whole effort.

What was the difference between the trombonist and the frogs?

The answer, of course, is that it's at least slightly within the realm of possibility that the frogs were on the way to a paying gig.

Anyhoo...I'll be happy to begin the cheeseburger-related oil painting this weekend or sooner. I will state upfront that oil paints can take a long time to dry enough to wrap for shipping. Depending on how thick I slop it on, it can take up to and including a few months to dry (really). But please have bone-boy contact me and we can work out the exact details.

p.s. subversive cross stitching rules!    



10:08 AM

YAY!    



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