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Okay, you done did it now, Tiggers.
Look, you don't like us, and we don't like you. Cool, ain't no thang, we both just cannon fodder for this conference, anyway, so we kinda had a shared brotherhood thingy that we never really talked about.
But then, you went out and embarrassed our new little buddies, Oklahoma. They're like, the little sister school we never had before, you know? And we ain't been able to say that about too many schools in our history: Vanderbilt, Kentucky, Virginia Tech, NC State, Boise State, Ohio State, Texas...the list of Gamecock all-time bitches is short.
Anyway, we're taking Oklahoma under our wings. We know what it's like to be the new poor kids in the rich kids' schoolyard. We have felt the sting of the insults, the cries of "unworthy" and the accusations of "just here for the paycheck." Honestly, some people might have said similar things about you when you joined, we weren't really paying attention because honestly, no one seems to like you.
So we get it. You might have a chip on your shoulder as big as the Gateway Arch. You might be feeling dissed and forgotten and overlooked and spat upon and reviled and kicked around and abused and neglected and malnourished and unsanitary and disease-ridden and syphilitic and malodorous and grotesque and putrid and decomposing and rancid and moldy and gangrenous and foul and double-plus ungood. But that's no reason to take it out on lil' old Oklahoma.
Remember when Bill Bixby said "Mr. McGee, don't make me angry...you wouldn't like me when I'm angry"?
Because we're the sporting type, we'd like to offer you a chance to say you're sorry. Just admit to Oklahoma that you got a little big for your britches, and that it'll never happen again.
We don't WANT to have to take you down a peg. Frankly, we're not sure we even CAN, seeing as how we've lost the last five matchups for the Hardees Trophy or the Bowie Knife or whatever they're calling our "rivalry" game these days. But at the very least, we will piss in your lemon-lime gatorade.
We good?
Look, you don't like us, and we don't like you. Cool, ain't no thang, we both just cannon fodder for this conference, anyway, so we kinda had a shared brotherhood thingy that we never really talked about.
But then, you went out and embarrassed our new little buddies, Oklahoma. They're like, the little sister school we never had before, you know? And we ain't been able to say that about too many schools in our history: Vanderbilt, Kentucky, Virginia Tech, NC State, Boise State, Ohio State, Texas...the list of Gamecock all-time bitches is short.
Anyway, we're taking Oklahoma under our wings. We know what it's like to be the new poor kids in the rich kids' schoolyard. We have felt the sting of the insults, the cries of "unworthy" and the accusations of "just here for the paycheck." Honestly, some people might have said similar things about you when you joined, we weren't really paying attention because honestly, no one seems to like you.
So we get it. You might have a chip on your shoulder as big as the Gateway Arch. You might be feeling dissed and forgotten and overlooked and spat upon and reviled and kicked around and abused and neglected and malnourished and unsanitary and disease-ridden and syphilitic and malodorous and grotesque and putrid and decomposing and rancid and moldy and gangrenous and foul and double-plus ungood. But that's no reason to take it out on lil' old Oklahoma.
Remember when Bill Bixby said "Mr. McGee, don't make me angry...you wouldn't like me when I'm angry"?
Because we're the sporting type, we'd like to offer you a chance to say you're sorry. Just admit to Oklahoma that you got a little big for your britches, and that it'll never happen again.
We don't WANT to have to take you down a peg. Frankly, we're not sure we even CAN, seeing as how we've lost the last five matchups for the Hardees Trophy or the Bowie Knife or whatever they're calling our "rivalry" game these days. But at the very least, we will piss in your lemon-lime gatorade.
We good?
