FearTheHat @ #34…I was in Malaysia with a friend and wearing a Gator hat, board-shorts, gator tee-shirt and flip-flops and a coonass comes running around a wall of a famous hotel shoutin’ “Hey Gatah!… Ah got the ‘98 LSU/Flawda game on the satelite tv in mah poolside cabana! Git oveh heah! We got some watchin’ an’ drinkin’ to do!” A few comments about what slackers my parents were for letting me go to Florida, but beyond that he was an exceptional host.

And there was the time at the Atlanta Hooters when the LSU guys who were buying our pitchers (because they kept scoring) and a reFSU fan kept shouting obscenities at us Gators so the LSU boys took him to the parking lot for offending their friends!

Never had a problem with the Bengal Tigers.

In my experience, jorts on girls are often very, very acceptable.

* most years, this one included, FL-GA falls right around Halloween and costumes are often worn out and about in Jacksonville that weekend.

You, sir, have figured us out. Please pass this insight along to anyone who may have the good fortune to pass through Baton Rouge on a gameday weekend!

Dr.Bundy @ # 30…if a cocktail’s claim to fame is that it killed a celebrity after excessive consumption it might be a good idea to steer clear…just sayin’.

But perusing the AJC, I can’t help but ask, just how is that whole “content of character” working out for MLK’s kids?

@ #29-Best. Retort. EVAR. Except instead of “dimwit” you should say “pussy”.

God do her jorts look better than Ritardo Monteban’s up there.

True story.

When I was in Baton Rouge for the UGA game 5 years ago, about 6 of us were wearing red pants carrying a cooler around trying to find somewhere to tailgate. LSU fans kept calling us pussies for wearing red pants, but we just went along about our business. Eventually, one guy actually came up to us and asked us what pussies from Georgia in red pants drink for gameday. We opened our cooler and we had six different bottles of whiskey. Out of all the choice whiskey we had in our possession, this particular LSU fan was extremely impressed that we had a liter of George Dickel. He then told us we “were alright by him” and invited us to his tailgate which consisted of many delicious meats of unknown origins.

And while I’m at it, the Gator representative looks like the legacy/goofball in my pledge class who always got trashed, stupid and naked while the rest of us stood around and laughed…for a minute…until something else became more interesting. Although his choice libation is indeed accurate.