Wow, Freshmen, you are all pretty cool, I enjoyed our State Street meeting tonight. BuFu, way to let everyone else down. Ass.
Dear Concerned Alumni (note: not the alumni who are concerned,
but rather the assweasel who posted under the name "Concerned Alumni"):
Before my rant picks up a good head of steam,
I'd like to take this opportunity to remind you that the word "alumni"
is plural. This means one of two things...either you wrote that alone,
in which case you made it through school without learning that the word
you're looking for is "alumnus", or it took more than one of you to put
that outstanding piece of writing together, in which case commendations
are in order for the four or five of you it took to get the nerve to post
to the Tub. Next time, try alcohol. It's called "Dutch Courage" for a reason.
Something to do with the Netherlands, I assume.
Thank you for your patience. On with the show.
The Pi Flag, and, to broaden the discussion, Pi Cards are just things.
You don't have to worry a pretty little hair on that head of yours,
as they can and will be reproduced.
Furthermore, the cards and flag are like my underwear.
They aren't special because of the material out of which they're made;
they get their power from what's inside of them. If you believe the Pi Flag
that Leckrone is currently masturbating over is the One And Only True Pi Flag,
I have a pair of boxers I'd like to sell to you, cheap. They can cast
magical spells and should be able to impregnate you from thirty yards away,
regardless of your gender.
You might be out of band for too long to remember this, but Leckrone
always wins. It's his show. If you want to march, you play by his rules
and break them when he isn't looking. He loves it when some uppity
college kid makes demands of him, because then he can wave his hand,
the kid gets kicked out of band, and Leckrone can feel better about
his empty fucking life.
The safe assumption is that Chancellor Wiley has rubbed Leckrone's nose
in an alcohol stain on a carpet somewhere, hit him with a newspaper, and said
"BINGE DRINKING BAD! BAD LECKRONE! NO PENSION!" And, shock of all surprises,
now Leckrone's a huge asshole when it comes to alcohol.
Freshmen, you may not get this yet, but the harder you play off the field,
the harder you march on the field. It shows. Life Skills off the field
translates into a big rubbery one on the field. (Secret behind-the-scenes
DVD extra commentary track: Yes, Punod, that was pointed at you.
I am now motivating you to prove me wrong. Fun, huh?)
Me, I'm just looking forward to Leckrone's retirement. Retard thinks
the band will tank and just be another lame-assed cape-wearing flute-toting
waste of effort after Leckrone leaves. Me, I trust chaos. It might be
better after Leckrone, or it might be worse, but, either way, it'll be
different than the bizarre party purgatory that the band has become.
But now I'm just a cranky old alumnus bitching about how it was better
in my day, and nobody needs that.
And no, I won't anonymously send Leckrone a big box of cow shit as
a retirement present, because he'll assume it came from the saxes,
and that won't help anything. Besides, dildos are funnier. Hm...dildoes?
I wish I had an Oxford English Dictionary, just to look up the proper
pluralization of the word "dildo". Which leads me to my next point.
"Anonymously", that is, not "dildo".
This is mostly for Suan, but my anonymous fans should read along, too.
When I started the Hot Tub, I felt, as I do now, that the ability
to post anonymously was a good thing. Online communities that allow
anonymous posting just have more life, more fun, more action than
register-only joints. It allows for an extra layer of mayhem:
posting under an alternate band name that not everyone might know,
Spooge's endless variations on his most ejaculatory name, hell, even this:
mmmm.... , on 13 Oct 2003, said
willie
...is funny.
Something I was expecting here but hasn't spontaneously evolved
is spoofing other people's names. You know...
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
I molest collies.
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
Who the fuck said that? That isn't me.
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
I didn't write "Who the fuck said that? That isn't me."
Who the fuck are you?
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
Hi.
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
This isn't funny. Suan, can we find out who's using my name to post?
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
Yeah, find out which fucker is using my name to post.
Asshat.
Willie, on 3 Nov 2003, said
I still molest collies.
...now that's comedy.
I don't know if it's just that I've grown up some since 1997. Somehow,
I doubt it, as I still find collie molestation humor funny. I do know that
I grossly underestimated how much it would bother me when some whining
sheep posts "Bleat bleat baaaaaa I'm upset and outraged and very very angry
but not enough to sign my name." I want to be very clear that it has nothing
to do with the insults, but rather the lack of resolve it takes to hide
behind "Concerned Alumni", "Alumnus", or, my personal favorite, "pichick#1".
Being insulted is fun. Just ask Wheels. He thrives on adversity.
It's just that, without an adversary, there's no adversity. It's the
semantic equivalent of some shitpounder cutting you off on the road,
honking his horn, and flipping you off. Thanks for making my life
more special, OK?
I'm stupefied that someone could get through a single season in the band
and not jump at the opportunity to stand up and shout "HI. THIS IS ME.
YOU'RE WRONG. I'D TELL YOU WHY, BUT IT'S A MORE EFFICIENT USE OF MY TIME
TO INSULT YOUR MOTHER. SHE'S A WHORE."
Consider this your first notice, like when you forget to pay the
phone bill. You can keep posting anonymously, but not indefinitely.
There's a new Tub coming, and it'll be register-only. Then it's no more
free long-distance calls for you, dig?
At that time, if registering to use the Hot Tub bothers you, please
feel free to start your own Pi gathering place where you can agree with
each other in relative peace. Until someone tries to talk about who was
hotter on Dawson's Creek, anyway.
Yes, the Hot Tub archives will be preserved in their black-and-white glory.
Hell, some of my best work is in here.
In some silly way, I guess I'll respect someone more who insults me
anonymously now that I've said that the anonymity of it bothers me.
On second though, no. I'll still be a dick, and you'll still be a
simpering worm.
OK,
Stroker
As much as it sucks to let Leckrone win, Leckrone always wins. Believe me,
I know. Stay in band, guys. Band may suck and road trip may blow, but
you'll always remember the experience and the people you shared it with,
saxes or otherwise. And it REALLY sucks watching your best friends march
without you. We'll make new cards, a new flag, new clothes, and I'll keep
molesting Wheels' wife while he's flooring his kitchen. You did the right
thing. Band is more than a card and a couple of Greek letters.
If you marched an 8-to-5 while carrying a sax in Camp Randall,
you're a member. Mu Mu Pi is still here and always will be. Rest assured
the Four Horsemen won't let those traditions die, and we'll keep coming up
with new ones, too (like lesbian photos at all Pi weddings). And what's
wrong with farm animals, anyway? But I digress...
Finish your band career and then come camping with the Horsemen and
we'll show you some real pain. Until then, Eat A Rock and show the clumsy
fucks in 25 how to march.
On Wisconsin!
Dettmann
I love alumni...well, at least the one's that sign their names.
dilˇdo also dilˇdoe
n. pl. dilˇdos, also dilˇdoes
a. An object having the shape and often the appearance of an erect penis,
used in sexual stimulation
[Origin unknown.]
b. n. (Bot.) A columnar cactaceous plant of the West Indies
And who would argue the fact that Joey is the hottest one in the creek.
I mean come on its no contest.
That's it! eSpumadera, for your wedding you can expect from me a columnar cack-taceous plant (origin unknown):-D.
I must admit, I never realized the "Hot Tub" existed before I was directed
to ti for insight into the recent tragedy. I find myself smiling, reminiscent
of the good as well as not-so-good times. Mostly good. This thing is very
cool, and the guy who came up with it must be a genius...or maybe some kind
of alcohol-savant. I agree, therefore, with Mr. Stroker that it is downright
criminal that such a grand realm should be soiled by the mindless ramblings
of a so-called "concerned alumni." The point that Leckrone always wins is
very much correct. And if you truly think that taking a stand against him
was the correct course to take, than clearly you should begin wearing boxers,
avoiding hard chairs and jumping up and down often. These actions will
facilitate blood delivery to the deepest reaches of your ASS, the obvious
residence of your BRAIN. When you're in Leckrone's sights, you're done.
The best you can do is try to keep your friends out of the blast zone.
Stuff can be replaced. Your time in Rank 24 is fleeting, though.
To you current Pi's, good choice. Keeping the dream alive doesn't have to
be done aloud. And to anyone who thinks they made the wrong choice,
you should turn in YOUR Pi card.
Rj
I molest collies.
Shit already been done I'm always one step behind.
But I still molest collies.
Hey, that wasn't me!
Now it begins....
I must be one big fuck. Yes, I am a fuck. Such a big fucking fuck.
So big of a fuck in fact, I've been too scared to defend myself after
stating that I am a fuck for the first time. I will continue being
a fuck and mis-using the world "alumni."
Thank you
The Fucking Concerned Alumni
and so it goes on...
I'm such a metro.
Don't forget that you are a tool as well, you tool.
Spooge
Well we know that wasn't Palomino who posted that message because he's never
ever posted before, probably doesn't know the password, and can't look it up
because he doesn't have his Pi card to reference. Plus, he's still too much
in denial to admit to being a a metro. It's ok though, he may be a tool,
but don't forget......he has that hot sister.
-The "REAL" Willie
All these postings, which is real, who is real, am I real. I don't even know who I am anymore.
...and bulldogs
...And elsewhere on this crazy, rucked-up Internet:
BuFu extends his greetings
to the Gopher Marching Band Alto Saxophone section. Hilarity ensues.
BuFu-
Your internet privileges have hereby been revoked.
An upperclassman will be stopping by to throw your computer out
your window, as well as to cut off your fingers to deter you from
using any other computer on campus. Stop making enemies for the
rest of us, I assure you, we can each do that just fine ourselves.
http://www.wildgophersax.com/index2.html
mmm. how do you work this thing? Since when does a ponytail
and State sweater automatically make you a tight teen coed? Crap.
Hi Wheels. It's not yabooty, it's yabeauty.
I'll go ahead and state what so many MMPi alumnis
(super-plural, just for you, TriplEcks...HA!) have been saying
for ages. The band has been getting a softer, more average,
closer and closer to a ball-gagged clone of the Blue Band,
every year. This trend is not new, just listen to old road trip
stories from any of the numerous salty pathetic dork Pi alums
of years gone by.
This being the case, I for one can not find any negative aspect
of not publicly displaying MuMuPi in front of today's hyper-pc band.
Go give Baron Mike von Analschvinkter what he wants, show your
intensity in the good old high school Pops Concert way:
"YIPPEE, we really nailed those 12 bars of Caravan tonight!
Up high, James Murray!"
The important thing is that MuMuPi gets stronger behind the scenes.
However, now more than ever it's important to choose the proper time
and place to "bear down," right 4-Point?
My heart goes out to those active members (ya, members) who have to
go through countless V-band trips under the full-time family show policy.
That doubtlessly gives a new and much, much more terrible meaning to
"Bus Hell." Maybe it should be renamed
"Bus-Amazon-River-Candiru-Urethra-Boring-Fish-Hell," or something like
that. Ouch.
To all you active members (ya), you have not let me down, for you suffer.
To those who say otherwise, you can swim up your collective urethra
against the current of warm urine and digest the soft tissues until
you die of suffocation as blood fills your gills.
1-2-3 Happy,
EAR&OYM'sM
Better You Than Me,
ASSCAT IN THE ASSHAT
I've finally read all the recent postings; some are a little absurd,
some are funny (mainly Stroker's), and some are a waste of time
to read. So here's my bit...
Mike has threatened the seniors' spots if anyone makes reference
to MuMuPi. That threat directly involves me, which royally blows.
So to those who think we should stand up to Mike, put yourself in our
shoes. I've turned in my card and agreed to Mike's conditions; I
don't want to be penalized any further because some dumbass wants
to "stand up" to Mike. I've put in 4 years of hard work and losing
all that for what some think is the best for Pi is ridiculous.
That's all I need to say about that.
Now onto how I feel about how Mike has handled this situation.
To be honest, it angers me to hear him say he has "gone to the wall"
for us by not throwing out those who drink on the bus. He knows
very well that if he threw out one person because they were drinking,
he would have to throw out 80% of the band and some of the field
assistants. I would bet my left one that's why he didn't throw
out those previously involved. One the other hand, Mike IS put
in a difficult situation. When he sees underage band members
staggering off the bus (especially the bus he was riding on,
which would put him liable for fines, his job, etc.), I'm sure it
pisses him off, especially when he blatantly tells us not to drink
on road trip. Yes, those who are drunk choose to drink themselves,
but as the director of the band, our actions do reflect upon how
well he does his job, on and off the field.
And now to address the "elite" view others hold of this section...
whoever feels that the saxes are better than other members needs to
stop now. The entire band is as good as it's worst marcher.
Our section may be one of the hardest to get into, but that means
nothing beyond Reg Week. I have never thought that the saxes were
"too elite," but maybe that's because I've never felt that way myself.
If you think Pi is better than the other sections, get over yourself.
However, I do think that if Mike were to have more than one rank of
the saxes perhaps that "elitest" view of the saxes would stop.
Maybe the reason why we all are so close is because there's only one
rank of us. Look at the rest of the band; the drummers are
"as tight as a virgin on prom night" (Dave Oehler, 2001), and the
tubas are no different. What do we all have in common? There's only
one rank of each of our sections. Food for thought...
That's pretty much all I have to say at this point. I look
forward to the day I can have my Pi card back, and I will miss
the flag, (because God knows it was harming the band) on road trips
and at the final Varsity band concert. Alumni, it's your job to
keep MuMuPi active, and I wouldn't trust it in better hands than
yours'. For those saxes still in band, keep working hard and for
God's sake, don't piss Mike off!
Eat a rock and on WI!
1/2-pint
Oh, so that's what "Stay off the damn internet" means. Shit.
OK, so now the question is not will I be inebriated Saturday night,
but what will be drawn on my passed-out forehead? Seriously,
it was supposed to be good-natured, but then I started
daydreaming...and it was too late, so here is the draft of the
obligatory "Sorry, let me suck all your dicks" letter for your
reading/point-your-finger- and-laugh-at-the-dumbass pleasure:
November 5, 2003
Greetings. Not long ago I took some time away from my
favorite activities that need not be listed here to view the
website of the Minnesota Marching Saxes, "Wild Gopher Sax".
I encountered many interesting customs of the Marching Gopher
Saxes that I was unaware of and had a pretty good time reading
some of the material. Anyway, I stumbled upon "Ask Kat" and,
seeing our road trip was soon to arrive, decided to test her
self-proclaimed omnicience with the question: "Are you ready
for the Wisconsin Band to tear you Gophers a new one; are you
prepared to meet (and possibly hang out with) a real band?"
First off, let me point out that I am a freshman dumbass.
I have never seen the Gopher Band nor know anything about the band.
I also wrote this while watching tv and being otherwise distracted
by a number of other things. These comments were actually
intended to arouse a good-natured fun, not to intice scandal
and hatred. There is no hiding that each band member believes
that his/her band is the best. I just had the balls and freshman
stupidity to put it out in the open, which makes all of you
better people than me for it. Of course we don't and should
not like each other's schools. You call us "wisconSIN" and
a favorite saying I observed is "Better Dead than Red".
Likewise, we call you the "Golden Chokers", etc. But all
this aside, we share many commonalities. We like to party,
drink alcohol, and perform other hedonistic activities.
We don't care for other sections in our respective bands
like tubas and percussion. But most importantly, we both have
the great honor to play the saxophone for the great states of
Wisconsin and Minnesota. Many would give their left nut to
have the chance to do just that. In closing, I apologize
for my rude, pompous, arrogant dumbass comments and I hope we
can see eye-to-eye over a cold frost-brewed Miller High Life.
Here's to fucking,
Bufu
Errm... yeah - yellow-bellied grovelling while claiming publicly to partake in alcohol - perfect response. And long-winded to boot.
It has been suggested (and I agree) that this DRAFT #1 will be revised to include more grovelling and less BuFu cock, (that he's so well known for...)
Here's my suggestion for BuFu:
I am a Freshman Dumbass
That is all.
short simple to the point. What was said was said.
Dont go back to them groveling, dont retract what was said
if you didnt want to say it you should of not said it.
Whenever dealing with opposing bands the best way is to be
diplomatic, have respect for what they do, and kick their
collective asses on the field. We are classier than trash
talking. You want to show that your better, cheer for red,
march harder in their house then you ever have.
Eat a "box" lunch & On Oehlers Mom(whos go it goin on)
Hey Bufu,
In your letter you talk about, "Not caring for other sections",
watch that attitude. That sounds a lot like the attitude we need
and are trying to change. What's done is done, and there is no
more need to post anything, obviously you have finally obtained
the ability to read, especially the front page of this website
and what Mike was referring to when he said "Stay off the damn
internet".
Also just keep in mind when you do stuff like that and sign
it Rank 24, UW Saxes that you are representing our section as
a whole and not everyone completely agrees with your views.
If you think we are the best.....and we know it is true, prove
it to them when we go there. Don't talk smack, just do it.
Lastly, I'm trying to remember the last time I saw a drink
in your hand.
Chubb- whose goooo???? it going on? or perhaps got it going
on is the appropriate expression. I'll let you decide
That is all,
Willie
1/2 pint, if you get your card back, read the reverse side.
Shall we change the "rightful place" for you?
Tougher entry requirements result in higher standards.
Your comments sicken me.
sssssssboomahhh. A haiku:
through a foggy lens
half pint pleasantly gazes
mind numbing sameness
HEHATEME
Mike is a dick. We are pussies for giving in. Alumni that think that mumupi is not important should go fuck themselves.
Alumni that think we're willing to give up our spots for them should go fuck themselves.
Below are a couple of the many interesting limericks that were the product of the Minnesota road trip:
SSSSsssssss...BOOM....Ahhhhh....whistle.....A Limerick
There was a guy we call Fats,
He liked to wear Cubs hats,
But the Cubs did lose,
And he did booze,
Then took to the streets clad only in spats.
There once was a nerd we call Megan,
Who greatly despised Squaker's bacon,
But late one night,
She awoke to a fright;
She woke and her asshole was achin'.
The following is an email I just received from the POA saxes,
after waiting more than a month to hear from them. May I point
out that they do have acess to this version of the Hot Tub,
so any comments on this should be sent to the webmaster so
that he can forward them on to the group (in other words,
this is not something to be discussed on the hot tub, yet)
jimi
Sorry about the long silence. These past few weeks have been more than hectic with performances every couple days or so. And what better way than to end 4 weeks of hell with a UofA football win? I doubt we'll see another one of those for another year...or two.
In our band, the director hears about nearly everything before it happens, so naturally, he has already heard about our ambitions to join Mu Mu Pi. He requested information about the organization, so I formulated a nicely "abridged" version of the letter sent to us which he has yet to respond to.
Additionally, we had to do some convincing among a couple of the saxes due to a recent incident in which some band members were kicked out for drinking on the bus during a road trip. We assured them, that the expulsion of those members was not due to the fact that they were doing something stupid. Rather, it was because they got caught in the act, something that would never happen to a sax. (such as the time we broke a door in the music building after rolling on a cart down a very steep ramp at the bottom of which used to be a sturdy door; if you'd like to see the rather entertaining video, or hear about other similarly entertaining experiences let me know)
Regarding the formal process of starting a chapter, our rather forgetful section leader has taken a good long while in writing the letter expressing our eagerness to start a chapter. I have included it below. Meanwhile however, we have everyone's name on the Declaration of Intent which we will be mailing shortly.
On another note, I've seen that you guys are in a battle with Leckrone. If there's anyway that we can help from down here, let us know! I'd be glad to put something together about how just being Mu Mu Pi prospectives has helped our band.
Thanks and sorry again about the wait,
Geoff
To Mu Mu Pi:
As the section leader of the Pride of Arizona Alto Saxophones, speaking for the Tenor and Bari sections too, I would like to express the desire of the Pride of Arizona Marching Saxophones to start a new chapter of Mu Mu Pi. In response to the requirement that all saxes are included, we have already taken measures to do so and everyone is anxious to begin the process of becoming a chapter. Some are drawn by the salacious impropriety, others by the excessive drinking, but we would all like to see the saxophone section become much more spirited, with a new sense of camaraderie. Thank you for providing us with this opportunity.
Sincerely,
Robert Barrett
PS I hope this satisfies as the letter requested expressing our desire.
By the way . . .
The issue regarding Bufu's major fuck-up has been
resolved and is now closed. They have
no
ill fellings toward us, and we have none toward them.
That is all.
It would be very awesome if your website had a guest-book for unsolicited yet delightful comments from the visitors of your site. Especially visitors that need a break from writing thesises.
A typical entry might look something like this:
Had a great time at the MN/WI game! I really liked your
half-time performance. Tenors from Milwaukee are HOTT!
Did you enjoy the alto candy?
;)
-OneNight
What do you think? Might there be a guestbook in the future of MUMUPI?
Yours Truly,
C. Neau
(posted by S.Y.)
A guestbook would be just screaming for alumni to abuse
it with anonymous posts. If there's gonna be something
of the sort, it should be moderated; perhaps an email
address where we publish particular messages.
Just a thought...
Lumpy "Aloysius"
Best thing overheard about the saxes this weekend:
"I thought maybe he was just insecure or something,
but that Pudge kid really IS an ass."
who the fuck was that, and why did you feel the need to be anonymous? I want to know who that was so I can get more juicy details the the topic.
I think it was Pudge that posted it, that way he could brag about something that he is proud of hearing about himself, and still not lose his posting virginity.
Not Pudge, not telling.
Not only is Pudge, my father, an ass. He is bad father who left his bastard
of a child alone in this world left to fend for himself.
AnonBandMember - not telling, that implies that some of us give a rats
ass who you are.
You just might, Tim.....
Who the fuck is Tim?
Is that you, John Wayne?
Is this me?
Who said that?
Who the Fuck said that?
Who's the slimy little communist shit twinkle toes cocksucker
down here that signed his own death warrant?
Nobody huh?
The fairy fucking godmother said it.
Out-fucking-standing, I will PT you all until you fucking die!
I will PT you until your assholes are sucking buttermilk!
Was it you you scroungy little fuck?
HEY, WHEELS...
Love,
Stroker
Um....yeah, you guys are so cool. No wonder nobody likes you.
Um...yeah, we are so cool. No wonder nobody likes us.
I think Stroker will be happy to know that I have completed one of my homework assignments. I'll bring it to "Sax" Lunch (????) on Friday for all to enjoy!
I will provide one bit of advice here and then I will think nothing
of this again and get on with my life.
Your continued anonymity makes you look increasingly cowardly
and makes your postings completely and utterly irrelevant.
It is hard to understand the context of your words when we don't
even know who you are. I recommed you save face and reveal your identity.
Lumpy-
Completed one of your homework assignments? I was only aware of one
assignment, and I hope that is the one you completed, because I was
worried you would never do it, being so full of lumps and all.
jimi
Lumpy:
What's her name?
OK,
Stroker
Stroker:
Denise and Vicci.
I'd've much rather done the *OTHER* assignment,
but I'm still working on that.
Lumpy?
Sex for Lumpy?
Wow.
Shirley:
The easy joke will commence it 5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
If your sex is lumpy, you'd better have that checked out.
Easy joke complete.
Thank you.
Carry on.
That was such a crap joke, I'm ashamed. I put so unbelievably little
effort into it that I feel I have to continue writing to redeem myself.
How about a Pi Function idea? Pi Prom. Pi Chicks find the worst prom
dresses they can, Pi Guys show up in cheap suits or awful tuxes, some Pi Guy
shows up stag on a motorcycle, Pi Chicks go to the bathroom together to
gossip, bad power ballads are played all...night...long, somebody spikes
the punch, alumni chaperone, pacts are made, promises are broken, some
Pi Chick finds her date making out with some other Pi Chick
(note: even funnier if she's actually seeing her date in flagrant violation
of LKPBL Article VIII, Section I), the post-prom party can happen at the
same venue with a quick change of decorations, and, most importantly,
it's Prom Night, so our Pi virgins can get laid.
In your eyes,
Stroker
Sex FOR Lumpy, not sex IS lumpy...
. . . stupid mouth.
Reveal Youself ---!
OK, I tried to read through all of the posts on the current situation,
but the Johnny Walker I am working has blurred my ability to concentrate
for that long.
I walked off the field on a game day practice as poohbah/241 12 years
ago with the assistant drum major (Toshi) by my side.
We were trained properly from RJ (ButtHead) and others what being
a pi means. I don't know if Leckrone ever hated any members of the band
more that RJ and myself; he almost cost me my graduation by holding me
hostage for instrument cleaning fees that were bs.
Anyway, enough history.
You guys did the right thing. In my time, Toshi and I were able
to save everyone else by sacrificing ourselves. But we were each
in our fifth year and had a greater desire to snap one off in Leckrone's ass
than march another day. Marching with the alumni the same day I quit band
is a memory I will never lose.
Pi will never die, only the old fuck on the tower will.
I can't believe that I actually was considering making peace with this guy
and making a financial contribution to his fiefdom.
Reality will set in for each of you soon enough. In the mean time,
enjoy your experiences and don't let anybody stand in the way of the spirit
of what we are. Mu Mu Pi is more than a flag or a card. Hell, we had plenty
of fun before RJ decided to buy that damn flag.
I don't get a chance to talk with my fellow Pi's as much as I would like,
but I will always know that if I need them they have my back and I have their's.
Have a beer at lunch before practice on Friday, play a little Indian,
and remember that Leckrone will always hate us no matter what we call
ourselves. Reed suckers have always been the bain of his existence and
that will never change. If it did, being a sax would not be as much fun.
The fact that we are collectively so much cooler than any other group
of people who has ever come down the tunnel is enough to keep him seething.
The fact that we have been able to flaunt it for so long, party like maniacs,
produce doctors, lawyers, and succesful businesmen just kills him.
Sorry for the length of this post, but I guess I had some things
to get off my chest. Next time I will not be so long, I promise.
RJ - send some photos to these guys for the alumni section.
The Humanities pic you sent awhile back would be great. Send me an email
at jlvand@aol.com. I get into your area often and would like to meet
you for a beer. The email I have for you is incorrect.
Later,
Big Jim
Ok, one more post tonight. Who is responsible for training this BuFu idiot?
Big Jim, if it makes you feel any better, when Leckrone was having his
hour long "conversations" with me, he kept mentioning how he he has kicked
out 6 saxes, and the part that I think he was most proud of was the
rank leader and the assistant drum major he kicked out, so he still
remembers you guys as a thorn in his side. I hope that makes you feel good.
I would like to thank the alumni that have supported our decision,
it was the hardest decision we had to make. I assure you it is my goal
(and hopefully everyone elses) in the year I have left in band
to get everything back to normal.
EAR&OW
Spooge
I find it satisfying that Gary cut Jimi and Spooge out of our Pi chick picture. Nice try dumbshits.
. . . oh mouth.
That's too bad, but we probably weren't being "family show" appropriate anyway.
I guess that whole staring thing was over the line, eh Nuts?
What is this mouth shit? Is it like Lumpy and his "OH MY GOD MY HORN",
only to do with a mouth. I know where that mouth can go if this annon
shit continues, and that would make it not a "family show".
Spooge
Side note: Leckrone did not kick us out of the band, we walked.
Small thing to some, but big point to me.
Big Jim
Wanna see something weird?
Washburn(KS), a Division II MIAA Conference football team,
uses the motion W on their helmets:
In blue and white. BLUE. AND WHITE.
That is some bizarro world grade shit, right there,
Stroker
At least it is not Blue and Maize or Scarlet and Gray,
that would be a god damned travesty, but that is weird none the less.
Spooge
Didn't one of the high schools at last year's Iowa road trip have a motion-W logo? And weren't they like blue and red?
Suan
Oshkosh West has a blue motion-W--my high school played them.
Side note for Suan: Stroker posted a link to a different picture
than the one currently on the tub. It was a picture of a helmet w/
a blue motion-W. At least that was when I saw it.
Bufu
Eh, bitches are blocking outside linking of their images.
I can see why, as they only have EVERY FOOTBALL HELMET ANY FOOTBALL TEAM
HAS WORN SINCE 1960 THERE. Suan or I can fix it if either one of us cares
enough.
OK,
Stroker
Big Jim, it warms my heart to see that you are still the poet I remember.
I guess the old hymnals were more than just familiar songs with naughty
lyrics...and poems...and cartoons. Ah, who wasn't inspired by the magical
words of "The Big Frickin' Wheel" and "Roly Poly Tickle My Holy."
These masterpieces clearly planted a literary seed in all of us that
has truely blossomed in you, unfolding into the fragile yet beautiful
flower that is your writing. Although I must admit, kept reading on
for the swear words and punch line. I guess the joke's really on that
frustrated little man on that so-called tower. Ha-ha.
I'll try to dig up the photo you mentioned asap.
RjF
Rank 24, 1986-1990
HeHe! Stroker touched my butt today. I didn't realize how much I missed it until I had it again....
Oh mouth, so sexy . . . too sexy.
Quote of the Day:
"I'm stupid and even I knew practice was at 8:15!"
~Palomino~
It has been observed that another layer of the nickname heirarchy
has evolved.
Los Banditos now all have approprieate bandito names:
Jimenez (. . . . . yada, yada, yada)
Fatty Sanchez
eSputante (or eSpumadera, or other derivations)
Pudge Rodriguez
Also, take a look at Pudge's website:
www.pudge.org.
He is such a kind-hearted, charitable fellow.
Quick, everyone change out of your Yankee drinking boots and
strap on the Rebel ones, because we're going to Nashville!
http://www.jsonline.com/badger/fb/nov03/188212.asp
Well, at least it's almost a New Year's Day bowl.
Eat a Turkey and On Wisconsin
BuFu
HMMMM TURKEY.
Alrite Banditos, 9+ hours on a bus is the perfect time for a Bandito Tribunel to change my profile!
So...
The early inside scoop seems to be that pre-game and halftime at the Gaylord bowl will be filled with gaylord crap, and no time allotted for marching band performances...
So, don't make those New Years Eve plans just yet...
To elaborate on what Suan just informed us, there will be a youth football halftime thing at the Gaylord Hotels Music City Bowl Presented by Bridgestone. There is some information about this halftime crap at http://www.musiccitybowl.com/event_schedule/halftime.html