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This just lowered the spread by 2 points.

If I had just knocked off the Colts I'd be partying too. I could give a shit what Ben does on Sunday nights, as long as he keeps his shit in check the rest of the week.

But whassup with the dungeon?

Nothing wrong with hot chicks and a bottle of Patron. That's living man.

I'm glad he's drinking and all, but, did he go to the ugly bar or what? I can't see one hot chick in any of those pics. Frankly, their down right scary looking.

I now see why he got shit-faced.

Do not let coal miners breed... or for heavens sake, keep the ugly stick outta the bedroom when their hittin' it.



m2

m2 wrote:I'm glad he's drinking and all, but, did he go to the ugly bar or what? I can't see one hot chick in any of those pics. Frankly, their down right scary looking.

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m2 wrote:I'm glad he's drinking and all, but, did he go to the ugly bar or what? I can't see one hot chick in any of those pics. Frankly, their down right scary looking.

I now see why he got shit-faced.

Do not let coal miners breed... or for heavens sake, keep the ugly stick outta the bedroom when their hittin' it.



m2

Actually, you're probably better off copying material from other people.

It's funny...I was going to ask how Ben got into one of m2's basement parties?

He's not quite pulling the same trim as Matt Leinart but you can't hate on a young guy with money and fame having some good clean fun.

Ben looks like a young W.C. Fields that spent a week in the woods with JiFR.

I take it this is a Pittsburgh or Detroit party...those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party. Besides, what's the guy supposed to do, send someone over to screen the women before he attends? How is it his fault if the "trim" that is present at the party is a little less than average?

MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote:I take it this is a Pittsburgh or Detroit party...those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party. Besides, what's the guy supposed to do, send someone over to screen the women before he attends? How is it his fault if the "trim" that is present at the party is a little less than average?

First, the fact that the party is being held in a dungeon and the pics are obviously taken by an amateur photographer should help explain why the faces of all involved look a little on the grainy side.

Second, these girls are partying as hard as Ben, if not harder. One cannot expect their hair and makeup to be in perfect condition when they are having hard liquor poured down their throat by the best young QB since Dan Marino.

My guess is that these girls were invited because they are obviously quite skilled at having a good time. Which it sure looks like all involved are having.

BTW: There's one girl who put an ad in Craigslist asking for a guy (any guy I guess) to come over wearing a #7 jersey and take her from behind. I wonder if she remembers the dude who was arrested for impersonating Ben?

Somewhere in Pittsburgh right now, there’s a dude behind this woman saying, “Yeah, that’s it. Mmhmm. I’m Ben Roethlisbeger. The Steelers don’t get any respect. No one believes we can do this, girl. Oh yeah, baby. I’m doing this for Jerome, baby. It’s all about Jerome right now. Uggggh. You like that? Do you like my backwards hat, girl? Ohhhhh. Get a Fathead, baby. You have got to get a Fathead. That’s it, girl. Damn, my beard is ridiculous.”

MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote:I take it this is a Pittsburgh or Detroit party...those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party.

RACK fucking SoCal. Again.

Raydah James wrote:

MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote:I take it this is a Pittsburgh or Detroit party...those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party.

RACK fucking SoCal. Again.

If I want a bunch of silicone injected, anorexic, hepatitis infected skanks at my next party, I'll give SoCall a call.

those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party.

Congrats...you're a faggot. Don't you live in AA? If so you know there is PLENTY of trim in the Midwest...unless you're too gay to notice.

News flash to you jackasses...wrinkled, paper-thin, sun-damaged flesh is NOT attractive. You pussies send your women out to beaches to turn them into raisins, and then you have the temerity to tell us our well-protected womenfolk are no good?

I'd tell you to eat a dick, if your mouth wasn't full of them already.

PSUFAN wrote:

those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party.

Congrats...you're a faggot. Don't you live in AA? If so you know there is PLENTY of trim in the Midwest...unless you're too gay to notice.

News flash to you jackasses...wrinkled, paper-thin, sun-damaged flesh is NOT attractive. You pussies send your women out to beaches to turn them into raisins, and then you have the temerity to tell us our well-protected womenfolk are no good?

I'd tell you to eat a dick, if your mouth wasn't full of them already.

My bad.

Our vast stockpile of various tanned beauties bows down to your glow in the dark, cellulite track marked fatass bisons that are the majority of midwest slunts.



I mean, we all know that Socal whores cant possibly compete with those world renouned lasses from fucking Pittsburgh or Detroit





Christ, you guys are fucking tards.

mvscal wrote:

BSmack wrote:If I want a bunch of silicone injected, anorexic, hepatitis infected skanks at my next party, I'll give SoCall a call.

Your "next party"? I laughed.

Yea, this Sunday to be precise. I kinow that the words "football party" and "February" have never been spoken together by a Chargers fan, but deal with it.

Its not like Ben is Brad Pitt.

You don't say? We'll leave the evaluation of his looks to you, Sissyroo.

Cicero wrote:Its not like Ben is Brad Pitt.

That's true. Most people I know think he looks like Will Farrell.

BSmack wrote:That's true. Most people I know think he looks like Will Farrell.

I can't decide what's gayer... some dude being man-trained by a group Liberace impersonators while watching The View wearing nothing but a set of 6 inch fuck-me pumps... or that ^^ statement.

UCant Unretires Again wrote:

BSmack wrote:That's true. Most people I know think he looks like Will Farrell.

I can't decide what's gayer... some dude being man-trained by a group Liberace impersonators while watching The View wearing nothing but a set of 6 inch fuck-me pumps... or that ^^ statement.

Finished spending your latest roomates paycheck?

http://www.youtube.com/player.swf

U-Tube? Is that what call your perforated balloon knot?

PSUFAN wrote:

those girls are close to as good as it's gonna get for a midwestern party.

Congrats...you're a faggot.

I miss the original PSU.

Don't you live in AA? If so you know there is PLENTY of trim in the Midwest...unless you're too gay to notice.

When the fuck did PSUFAN turn into Randy Savage? Settle down, bro, you don't need to defend your manhood so hard in this joint.

Of course there's trim everywhere, including AA. And why wouldn't there be? You can plop a major university in the center of Mordor, and there will inevitably be hot women. This area isn't exactly reflective of the typical midwestern homebodies. Sure, there's trim everywhere. It's just hotter, on the whole, in some places than others. Why the fuck do you care so much about MY observation? I have no problem with our women here, but pardon me if you expected me to come on here and myopically proclaim southeastern Michigan to be hottie spot #1 in the country.

I don't care what anyone says, that tan brunette is hot.

Big Ben partying with Hillary......he's probably still doing shots.

Middle Eastern women are cool by me as long as they're on their knees 5 times a day "praying to Allah". :wink:

That site says the pics are undated.

So it's possible that they were taken during his college days. So, Mr BMOC goes to a college party, and has a bunch of skanks around him, even some who are willing to let him pour booze down their fucking throats?

I know most of you socially inept rejects couldn't score a piece of ass with Jess The Rookie's job and my looks and game, so you'll have to trust me on this -- but when a chick lets you pour booze into her mouth, it's definitely not the only thing you're going to be putting in her mouth that night. I'll bet he had the little blond munchkin taking his whole sac in her mouth while humming the Star Spangled Banner while he tagged the brunette...yet some of you assclowns think you're in a position to make fun of him for it? If both of those chicks were sitting on one side of a teeter-totter, and any of your wives sat on the other, the deep-space probes that NASA launches would quickly become outdated. OK, now I've heard it all....

No, wait, I THOUGHT I'd heard it all, until I heard Midwesterners trying to smack on the women of SoCal.

NOW I've heard it all.

BSmack wrote:

mvscal wrote:

BSmack wrote:If I want a bunch of silicone injected, anorexic, hepatitis infected skanks at my next party, I'll give SoCall a call.

Your "next party"? I laughed.

Yea, this Sunday to be precise. I kinow that the words "football party" and "February" have never been spoken together by a Chargers fan, but deal with it.

Bull Sh!t....

A Date with History
By David Neville
Chargers.com


Stan Humphries
Football. A game of inches. That’s what it was for the San Diego Chargers on Jan. 15, 1995.
The fingertips of Dennis Gibson, Tony Martin and Al Pupunu provided the difference.

Each made remarkable plays, each saved the day as the San Diego Chargers experienced the biggest thrill in franchise history…an AFC Championship and a trip to the Super Bowl.

“I’m so happy for all of San Diego,” said owner Alex Spanos following the Chargers’ 17-13 landmark upset over host Pittsburgh. “We waited a long time and now we have it.”

With the Chargers trailing the heavily favored Steelers 13-3 in the third quarter, Pupunu got the comeback rolling when he grabbed a pass from quarterback Stan Humphries near Pittsburgh’s 30-yard line. Nothing stood between the massive tight end and pay dirt except 30 yards of Astroturf and the angry moans of 61,545 stunned Steelers fans, who watched in disbelief as Pupunu lumbered into the end zone.

Martin’s theatrics came later in the fourth quarter. Behind 13-10, the Chargers moved the ball down to the Steelers’ 43-yard line. Facing third-and-14, Humphries went for the deep strike, taking a punishing hit from blitzing linebacker Chad Brown just before he got off a wobbly spiral in Martin’s direction. The speedy receiver had sprinted inside of and past Pittsburgh cornerback Tim McKyer and softly snared the over-the-shoulder pass at the goal line, completing what would turn out to be the game-winning score with 5:13 left in regulation.

The timing was perfect…the connection electric…the result magnetic.

“I think I wanted that ball more than he did,” said the understated Martin.

The same could be said for Gibson. The linebacker used every last ounce of effort to secure victory and send San Diego Bowl-bound.

With the game on the line, Pittsburgh calmly drove to San Diego’s 3-yard line. With 1:08 remaining, it was fourth-and-goal. Do-or-die time.

Nobody had more on the line than Gibson, who had seen the man he was supposed to be covering catch back-to-back passes to get the Steelers to the shadow of the goal line. One more completion and Gibson would be the goat, the man that let the AFC Championship and the Chargers’ improbable hopes of victory slip through his fingertips.

Instead, it was his turn to be the hero.

Steelers quarterback Neil O’Donnell dropped back and tried to zip the ball into the heart of the end zone where a seemingly wide open running back awaited. But what O’Donnell didn’t know was that the Chargers were in a “picket-fence” defense, where every defender lines up at a predetermined depth, creating a protective wall designed to keep the Steelers out of the end zone.

When Gibson saw the ball aimed at his part of the fence, he quickly stretched out his left hand and swatted down the ball, sending it to the wet stadium turf and his teammates to the heavens.

“I just dropped into my zone,” said Gibson, “and when I saw the ball coming I broke. As soon as I hit it I thought, ‘We’re going to the Super Bowl.’”

The players stormed the field in celebration. Some waved the Steelers’ Terrible Towels in jest. Others produced victory cigars.

Back in San Diego, fans erupted from homes and gathering places all over town to share the warmth of the city’s first AFC Championship.

All relished the moment.

“You don’t know whether to cry, yell or smile,” said linebacker Junior Seau, who contributed a team-high 16 tackles, despite playing the game with literally one arm after suffering a shoulder stinger that left his left arm virtually useless. “All I know is that we’re going to the Super Bowl.”

The Chargers traveled a long road to reach the pinnacle game. Along the way the team faced doubters and critics, alike, but they found strength in numbers.

“It’s a Cinderella story,” said defensive tackle Shawn Lee. “We were underdogs all year, even at home, even when we were undefeated. People didn’t count the character on this team and that’s the special part of this game. We all work together, we love one another.”

The fans reciprocated that love when the team arrived home that night. As the Chargers’ buses entered Jack Murphy Stadium, more than 70,000 delirious fans were waiting for them with cheers, chants, salutes and songs. Not one of the stadium’s rows or seats was empty, but neither were any of them being used by the standing-room only crowd. The roar of emotion when the team emerged onto the field from the east tunnel swept over the Chargers, infinitely louder and warmer than the angry jeers they had left behind hours earlier in Pittsburgh’s deflated Three Rivers Stadium.

Nearly overwhelmed, Seau addressed the crowd saying, “San Diego, we fought through a whole lot.” Then pointing around the stadium he added: “I’m not forgetting about you or you or you.”

And it’s a safe bet San Diego fans will never forget the 1994 Chargers.

Was that an attempt by Chargerfan to run Super Bowl smack on Steelers fan?

Oh, dear...

...point spread just swung in favor of the SeaSquawks...

OK, you're forgiven.

ALL lovebuzz smack is good smack.

ChargerMike wrote:

BSmack wrote:

mvscal wrote: Your "next party"? I laughed.

Yea, this Sunday to be precise. I kinow that the words "football party" and "February" have never been spoken together by a Chargers fan, but deal with it.

Bull Sh!t....

How soon old people forget.

Super Bowl XXIX was the 29th Super Bowl, the championship game of the National Football League (NFL). The game was played on January 29, 1995 at Joe Robbie Stadium in Miami, Florida following the 1994 regular season.

You were saying something about February football?

2freekinshay :wink:

guess I bit hard on that set up ey?

ChargerMike wrote:2freekinshay :wink:

Not that it matters. It's not like the Bolts showed up at Joe Robbie anyway. ;)

BSmack wrote:

ChargerMike wrote:2freekinshay :wink:

Not that it matters. It's not like the Bolts showed up at Joe Robbie anyway. ;)

...they showed alright, problem being they were playing arguably the best 9er team in history! Still scored 26 against them.