Once upon a time, we made a friendly little wager with the lads of KSK. We stumbled, sobbed incoherently, giggled hysterically, and bit our nails in a most unattractive manner for three weeks. In a juju Hail Mary, we even aligned our fortunes with Buckeye Nation.
And Basketball Jesus (there’s a separate one for basketball), in his infinite wisdom, bestowed victory on the worthier party.
And there was much rejoicing.
[I’m going to try my best to get through the rest of this post without referencing Bill Pullman’s speech to the pilots in the American cinema classic Independence Day, but it is absolutely killing me. –Ed.]
Tomorrow is zero hour, where “zero” implies “vajayjay”. As agreed, the Ladies… will have the run of Kissing Suzy Kolber for one glorious day. A day of bunnies. A day of Bedazzlers. A day of kittens and puppies and rainbow sunsets and unicorns fucking in grassy fields. The KSK Mafia are doing their best to put on brave faces. Fear not, boyos. Our mission statement promises we don’t kiss nice, but we won’t leave any marks on your back that aren’t purely recreational.
Ladies... 
“but we won’t leave any marks on your back that aren’t purely recreational.” – Holly, that was inspired.
Hey, a redhead! We like those. Thanks for the love in the KSK thread.
Awesome ladies – I have been waiting for this day.
Make the boys cry.
Hmm, I am a man, yet I am DeadOn. My loyalties are torn, here, ladies. Have fun tomorrow, but try not to make Drew, UM, and the Pale Rider cry too much.
@undergroundbto
Is that an Arsenal shirt? If so, you have the power to make the KSK boys cry even more than the ladies could!
I don’t know what y’all have planned for tomorrow… I for one wouldn’t mind seeing a double-X-chromosome reply to the sexy clothing draft KSK just did.
So what’s happening over here tomorrow?
First I’ve heard of this.
MDG – The usual Ladies content. Sports, hot guys, sports.
Pillow fight.
Tickle fight.
Fixed.
Pardon my naievete, but a Bedazzler is a sex-toy, no?
I’m always worried about accidentally tinkling in a tickle fight.
Pardon my naievete, but a Bedazzler is a sex-toy, no?
OW!!
Wait- I thought we decided on a pudding wrestling match? At the very least, jell-o.
TSW, same here.
The Bedazzler is like a do-it-yourself piercing….
I fear I’ve said way too much.
Go ladies! Looking forward to it.
Sex toys, what? Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on what way you look at it), I know a little bit too much about sex toys. (I’m actually hosting a sex toys party on May 5th.)
Oh… no! Too sexxy, too sexxy!
(I’m actually hosting a sex toys party on May 5th.)
LADIES… FIELD TRIP!!!
I remain staid in my steadfastness to YouKnowWho and to the very abomination to which she has concoted for the KSK.
I can’t wait for the vaginapocalypse.
Clare: trust me, I would’ve loved to have you all! I went to one last year, and had a blast.
Shanno: +1.
TSB, I think you mean abominAWESOME.
…It’s a word.
I just saw KSK, and…HOLY F___! I’m just glad I’ve gotten on your good side. And that Ozzie Guillen doesn’t know how to read.
I know better than to make a bet with other bloggers, after narrowly defeating a penny in a bracket pool (whose final four included Eastern Kentucky and Davidson!).
Ha, thanks Mike. But come next college basketball season we’re enemies.
Come on girls kissing suzy kolber will get you going ;-0 Great blog