Im pissin on everybody at the FSU game

Im gonna drink like 15 beers so my bladder will be full and my aim will be shitty

Then im just gonna spin in circles and spray everyone like a sprinker

9/29/2006 5:56:10 PM

You know, I was in on the second row of Section 15 the entire game, and never once did I see or here of any vommiting or pissing. The only thing that happened was toward the end of the game someone threw their half-full and opend drink bottle and it hit some people on the front row, and the security people and police didn't even do anything after taht incident.

Also, the only time Section 7 and 8 appeared to be romotely crowded was at the end of the game when it looked like some people were going to attempt to storm the field.

9/29/2006 6:02:55 PM

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"why in the world are people pissing in the bleachers at Carter Finley? "

because they wouldn't let people WITH TICKETS get back into their seats if they went to the bathroom.

9/29/2006 11:08:09 PM

DRIP DRIP DRIP

9/29/2006 11:32:20 PM

9/29/2006 11:42:20 PM

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"That stems from this sorostitute asking me where was the yellow line at a game last year."

omfg you can't be serious ahahahahahaha

9/29/2006 11:42:41 PM

^^ AHAHAHAHAHA

9/30/2006 1:08:12 AM

^^ heh. yeah. Big Bug-eyed sunglasses, short skirt, and furry boots. She was actually on the phone and asked the person she was talking to but that person didn't know so she asked me.

9/30/2006 1:33:27 AM

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" Relief is just one step away Barry Saunders, Staff Writer Say, homes, let's chill on the 'high-five.' That'll be my mantra the next time I'm at Carter-Finley Stadium and Wolfpack QB Daniel Evans hits on a game-winning touchdown and the fella next to me wants to celebrate by slapping palms or shaking hands. Being an anti-social sourpuss has nothing to do with it; it's just that I've heard the stories of fans urinating in the stands during football games lest they go to the restroom and return to find their section closed off. Stories had been floating around -- spread by UNC fans, I suspected -- of such uncouth occurrences at 'Pack games even before it made national news following the Boston College miracle game in September. One can be forgiven for dismissing reports of fans relieving themselves in the stands as apocryphal, an urban legend -- like sightings of Bigfoot, the Loch Ness Monster, a Duke football victory. Everybody knew someone who knew someone who'd seen it, but finding an actual eyewitness was impossible. Of course, it's possible that any eyewitness was blinded on the spot. NCSU officials think they have a solution: Students must get their hand stamped to gain entry to the popular student seating section. The problem transcends football or even convenience, though. An amateur head shrink might guess that the culprits are frustrated jocks who, in a primal sense, are trying to connect with their Wolfpack gridiron heroes by marking their territory like -- yep -- a wolf. Or they could be nasty, cretinous louts. Face it, some men are just lazy, and they think nothing of committing an act that even Ernest T. Bass would find repulsive. As you read this, scientists in a lab are working on ways to make it possible for men to sleep, eat and watch football simultaneously from their Barcaloungers without having to get up. For any reason. Several years ago at UNC's Kenan Stadium, I was called names usually reserved for ex-wives for merely lighting up a cigar at my seat. Just imagine what they would've done if -- nah, let's not imagine. Tar Heel fans think of themselves as more refined than their red-clad enemy, but it's likely that some of them have been confronted during a game with the choice of "Should I stay, or should I go?" So far, I've never heard of any of them staying and going. More likely would be this exchange: Tar Heel fan No. 1: I say, old bean. Would you be a love and watch my seat while I scurry to the 'loo? The white wine from our catered tailgate affair prior to kickoff has had a predictable impact. Tar Heel fan No. 2: Jolly good. I shall guard your seat and let you know if the Heels score a touchdown while you're gone. They share a hearty laugh at that one. Don't be surprised if, at N.C. State's next home game, the halftime show is presented by Depends and the band -- accompanied by R&B crooner and alleged serial urinator R. Kelly -- dedicates "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head" to the fans in the lower sections."

http://www.newsobserver.com/134/story/493994.html

[Edited on October 3, 2006 at 8:53 PM. Reason : oops]

10/3/2006 8:53:03 PM

10/3/2006 9:04:04 PM

brilliant...that really made me laugh

10/3/2006 9:04:58 PM

barry saunders columns always make me laugh

10/3/2006 9:12:54 PM

I say, old bean

10/3/2006 9:19:12 PM

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"Several years ago at UNC's Kenan Stadium, I was called names usually reserved for ex-wives for merely lighting up a cigar at my seat. Just imagine what they would've done if -- nah, let's not imagine."

hahahha

GAY JOKE

10/3/2006 9:26:00 PM