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Cincinnati Bengals Bye Week Update – State of the Steelers

ballsofsteelandfury -
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First of all, allow me to show off this bad boy: I love me some Cincinnati. I love WKRP. I think Redshirt is one of our coolest commenters. I have fond memories of watching Ken Anderson play back in the day. Unfortunately, the National Football League franchise knowns as

The DFO Monday Morning Mock Draft, Chapter The Second

Horatio Cornblower -
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One of the biggest things I miss from our old site was the mock drafts that used to run every Friday.  Those were fantastic time wasters, and a good one was a virtual guarantee that you were going to be far from productive at work, as your day instead degenerated

The D of S, Vol. II: The Earthly Paradise

Senor Weaselo -
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Night on top of the mountain of Purgatory. tWBS: So, what's gonna happen? Senor: Beats me. After all, I'm not gonna be with you. All I can do is watch. tWBS: Wait, seriously? You can't come and watch? But which commenter's going to escort me through all of Heaven? Senor: Why would you want

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo VII

Senor Weaselo -
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tWBS: Why am I nervous? Senor: Because as I said, this is the lust terrace upcoming, and you posted compilations of sexy pictures on the Internet for multiple years? tWBS: Hey, they weren't pornographic! Senor: Yeah, but society's a bunch of prudes. tWBS: And you did it too! Senor: Like twice? Probably a difference there,

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo VI

Senor Weaselo -
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Place and time: Walking up into the sixth terrace of Purgatory, right after Mozart ditched them. tWBS: You know, I've been wondering. I've gone through Hell and Purgatory, and dealt with a whole ton of people on the way. And I could understand them all. Why? Senor: Okay, first off, out of

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo V

Senor Weaselo -
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Place: Walking into the fifth terrace of Purgatory, when… Voice: Adhaesit pavimento anima mea. My soul cleaves to the dust; revive me with Your Word. A soul lays prostrated on the ground. tWBS: Hey buddy, you okay? And can you speak up? I can't really hear you mumbling into the ground. Voice: My soul

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo IV

Senor Weaselo -
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It's the next morning on Purgatory. tWBS: Hey, wake up. Senor: Ugh, I slept like I was on a rock. (He checks his "pillow.") Oh, that explains it. tWBS: I hear footsteps. Senor: It sounds like running. Towards here. tWBS: Welcoming party? Senor: No! This is the terrace of sloth, so… penance, actually. Slothful Soul: (running by

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo III

Senor Weaselo -
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Senor: …Seamus? tWBS has a hand on his head and a hand on the ground to try and prevent himself from falling. Because falling down the mountain would suck. tWBS: Stoning… not the fun kind… (he comes to) Shit. I was here the whole time? Senor: And muttering something about stoning, and not

The D of S, Vol. II: Alle Porte del Purgatorio

Senor Weaselo -
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Through the climb of Ante-Purgatory, about five minutes after the last volume ended TWBS: Hey, why'd you do that? We could have watched football and had beer and nachos with Gerry Ford! Senor: As much fun as that would have been we have to move. I know, it's unfortunate, but we would've