Posts Tagged ‘panther pride’

Now It’s Time To Find! That! Fraud!

Thursday, September 18th, 2008

As per the usual this time of year, there is something amiss about the unforeseen occupants atop the standings. Certainly some of that is natural turnover from year to year, while others are simply enjoying a fleeting stay before their return to mediocrity. But which is which? We welcome a representative from each of the surprising 2-0 teams to make the case as to why they are here to stay. (more…)

I Really Wish This Colored Feller Had Gotten More SPECIFIC!

Friday, August 29th, 2008


You know, I turned away from watchin’ my ol’ boys from the Wolfpack playin’ them no good Gamecocks last night in some footbaw to see what this Obarama feller had to say last night, and I have to say I wudn’t very impressed.

When is this colored feller gonna get more specific?

All he talked about last night was war, the economy, immigration, abortion, taxes, gun control, conservation, government regulation, education, foreign policy, and energy policy. But that was all just RHETORIC. Folks down here don’t care to hear all that lofty talk. We’re real Americans. We need to hear SUBSTANCE!

For instance, he barely talked about trade last night. I had hoped he would devote at least 70 minutes to talking about trade. And he didn’t spend 35 minutes talking about property levies, like I wanted. And how come he didn’t say NOTHIN’ about the garbage cans that have been sittin’ in Mrs. Furlong’s yard for HIGH ON THREE WEEKS NOW? The whole neighborhood was up in arms about that! How could he neglect to even MENTION it? Sounds like someone isn’t really tuned in to what the American people need to hear!

And he didn’t say SHIT about how Jake Delhomme’s elbow is doin’. I wonder… does he even care?

Nope, he didn’t say nothin’ about any of that. Instead, he just spent 45 minutes giving a detailed, toplined plan about what he planned to do as President. Well, that just strikes me as hollow. I much would have preferred an 85-hour telethon that noted every detail of every single thing he has ever done or ever will do. Now, I heard that you can get this kind of info on his “intersite”. But, that sounds pretty darn elitist to me. NOT ALL OF US HAVE FANCY INTERSITES, SIR! WE ONLY GOT RADIOS LAST WEEK!

I just think this feller’s different. I done never seen him walking around town! How can I trust someone that hasn’t even served on my city council? I don’t know what kind of crazy tricks he’ll try and pull. I don’t think he gets what really matters to us everyday folk.

Like that stage last night. I didn’t care for that art direction ONE BIT. And he didn’t get how much that means to me. So I’m not votin’ for that feller. He just isn’t giving me any concrete reasons to vote for him.

Also, he’s black.

A chance to get shot at by a Panther not named Rae Carruth

Sunday, July 20th, 2008

Carolina Panthers running back DeAngelo Williams recently hosted a charity paintball event. Joining him were teammates Steve Smith, Brad Hoover, and Damione Lewis, among others. As this video attests, a good time was had by all in the great outdoors. We at KSK are strongly in favor of people not named Eric Rudolph cavorting in the North Carolina wilderness.

While the TV sports talking guy’s terror at the sight of Jon Beason in full paintball regalia is a bit over the top, we can’t help but notice a resemblance…

I Really Could Use Some Carolina Panther News Right About Now

Wednesday, February 20th, 2008

Got the daughter kicking up a big fuss about Wake beating Duke o’er the weekend. You think I care about some namby-pamby collegiate bucketballers in their shortie-shorts? I need me some gull durned footbaw.

And when you’re talking footbaw, don’t nothing top Carolina Panther footbaw. The tradition grows with each passing year. I ‘member back in 1995, I was 31 and had just gotten my associate degree in Electrical and Electronics Maintenance and Repair Technology, Other. No more working at the Stuckey’s for Bob Junior. I was off to conquer the big city, Fayetteville.

I needed something to spend my pay day advance loans on other than the mortgage or dialysis for my pa and Panther footbaw was just the ticket.

But lately, they just content to be stuck in a holding pattern. Who’s our coach? Fox. Who’s our quarterback? Danged if I know! What’s our big off-season story? Franchise tag for Jordan Gross? Not even a new coach or a splashy signing or some lesbo cheerleaders!

I want them to be part of some big story! I want headlines! Did the Pats tape our walkthrough before Super Bowl XXXVIII? No? Well, why the heck not? Southern walkthrough is just as good as any!

I’m willing to bet that Sir Purr just handed over all our secrets to the Pats. Never did trust that no-account polecat. Tries to lure you into think he’s honest by putting his fingerprints on his shirt, like he’s got nothing to hide.

Knows what’s good for him, he’ll keep quiet about the meth lab in my basement. Ol’ Bob Junior knows a state trooper or two what can keep a secret. I always figured having Darla marry that feller would come in handy.