DAILY AFFIRMATION: DAY 22
Our belated daily affirmation will be our last post for this week, which has been a very, very fun one. Bid adieu to the twenties, since as of next week, we’re into teens–just like half of our filthy, depraved readership (male and female, of course.)
On that note, we give you the lewd and lascivious reminder that with the return of Luther Campbell and the phrase “butt buddies” working itself into their coaches’ lexicon, Da U looks primed for a return to being Da U. To celebrate, we remind you that if they do return to the days of five-minute choreographed touchdown dances, then we’re all getting a ride on the trunk from the 7th Floor Crew. On the trunk? On the trunk.
Play the song to get you in the mood.
(HT: Anonymous brillant poster who wouldn’t want us to use his name–Beano.

Enjoy your weekend. We have an appointment with some green drank to keep.












1
oddly enough, the return of Da U seems to coincide with the departure of willie williams.
wierd
Comment by lieutenant winslow — August 10, 2007 @ 2:28 pm
2
I didn’t realize I was this drunk.
Where’s Pat Dye’s Liver?
Comment by Beano — August 10, 2007 @ 2:28 pm
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No matter what they say, at the end of the day, we’re still listening to a bunch of guys sing about their dorm. That’s still the best part.
Comment by Kenny — August 10, 2007 @ 2:30 pm
4
Ah … the one redeeming memory of Da U in recent memory. My roommate and I would occasionally greet one another with “What your name? What you do? How you do it?” Which was fine at home, but a little weird at the law school.
Comment by Eirishis — August 10, 2007 @ 2:39 pm
5
purple drank > green drank
Comment by Scalz1 — August 10, 2007 @ 2:40 pm
6
Agreed. Promethazine stimulates the pimp glands.
Comment by Orson Swindle — August 10, 2007 @ 2:47 pm
7
What’s your name? G-Reg
What you do? Get Head
How you do it? Drop my drawers, let her see my third leg.
The 7th floor will be lonely without Greg Olsen.
(honestly, the fact that a white guy was in there at all has to mean something.)
Comment by TFranck — August 10, 2007 @ 2:59 pm
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Damn, what is it with flashers and my school?
Michigan’s got an indecent exposure and a separate DUI up for Fulmer Cup ridicule.
It least it wasn’t a torn ACL (is this line of thinking wrong?)
http://blog.mlive.com/wolverines/
Comment by maskedavenger — August 10, 2007 @ 3:10 pm
9
Been drankin’ the green sizzurp all week, yo! Hackin’ out globs of Oregon Flame Helmet Paint since Mizzonday.
Comment by Allahver Fist — August 10, 2007 @ 3:11 pm
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Name: Marvelous
Occupation: Holding my nuts
Brief description: With two hands and a smile
True.
Comment by Oops Pow Surprise — August 10, 2007 @ 3:15 pm
11
I’ve been looking for a new ringtone for the ‘Crackberry’ for a while now…I do believe I’ve found it!
Comment by Aerobab — August 10, 2007 @ 3:16 pm
12
Poetry never gets old.
Comment by The Great Barstoolio — August 10, 2007 @ 3:21 pm
13
How this didn’t blow up the charts is beyond me.
Comment by Signal to Noise — August 10, 2007 @ 3:24 pm
14
If yo ho only know….
If that bitch only knew…
What would she do?
Comment by FutureExMrTexasGal — August 10, 2007 @ 3:28 pm
15
Kudos to you G-Reg for not being the worst “rapper” in the crew.
Comment by SA — August 10, 2007 @ 3:33 pm
16
Fulmer Update to your cheat sheet (did you get it?)
Charges dropped against UCLA WR coach.
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2007/football/ncaa/specials/preview/2007/08/09/ucla.coach.ap/index.html
Sorry Orson, I don’t mean to pile it on, but early July was indeed the calm before the storm.
Comment by Cincy — August 10, 2007 @ 3:54 pm
17
Well, lucky Eric Scott. Still, I’m a little disappointed. What’s the point of having all these USC alumni in the ranks of the police and judiciary throughout southern California if we can’t get someone railroaded?
Comment by DC Trojan — August 10, 2007 @ 4:29 pm
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Lieutenant Winslow is the best screen name to grace these pages since Reggie Ball Superstar, who is also a SOLDIER DAMNIT!!!!!!!!
Comment by JoesDeliGatorTail — August 10, 2007 @ 4:47 pm
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I don’t understand the premise of this song. How would a ho not know she was getting fucked by an entire football team?
Comment by PW — August 10, 2007 @ 5:16 pm
20
She didn’t dream, in a million years, that they’d let the kicker join in.
Comment by Rusty — August 10, 2007 @ 5:35 pm
21
What everyone fails to realize about the Larry Coker years is that he was a father to those guys. When Greg Olson needed rap lessons to help him gain acceptance from the 7th Floor Crew, who hooked him up with MC Serch? That’s right. It was Larry Coker.
Comment by Bully Vandegraaff — August 10, 2007 @ 6:25 pm
22
Only how many days, Jay Whitlow?
eric y: Explain that thing to me about how she didn’t know it as the whole football team?
Jay Whitlow: I’m sure it has to do with that green stuff she was drinking.
eric y: I’m waiting out my days until then, then.
jay whitlow: me, too.
eric y and jay whitlow
Comment by eric y — August 10, 2007 @ 9:13 pm
23
The best part is “Hollaman,” rumored to be Brandon Meriweather, launching into a tirade that doesn’t even come close to matching the beat.
Still doesn’t beat the Seminole Rap.
Comment by John — August 10, 2007 @ 9:19 pm
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aye..i’m drunker than a bear at a free beer for bears convention..damn you, drink special at gatory city (old porpoise)
Comment by swampchomp — August 10, 2007 @ 11:13 pm
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How you do it? With two hands and a smile.
TRUE!
Comment by DJ — August 11, 2007 @ 11:02 pm