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New to the Huddle... Who you is?


Zod

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Name's Mike. Just discovered the huddle right before this season. I'm pretty sure that classifies me as new :rolleyes: I'm a college student at the University of South Carolina (Columbia). ..and I do have to say: Finally finding a place to exert my certifiably insane panther superfandom has brought true joy to my soul.

I look forward to arguing with all of you and maybe making a few people laugh in the process. :)

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long time reader. and long time jake supporter, this year my patience has faded and i'm finally ready for the new era at QB. i used to post on the charlotte forum a few years back. but now i'm on board with the huddle and an upgrade in my forum needs.

Welcome to the Huddle.

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Same here. I never have thought too much of Jake as QB. I found the Huddle several months ago, and enjoy reading your discussions. :)

BTW, I am Candice from Winston- Salem.

Winston Salem, I would stay away from Jangler if i was you. Welcome to the Huddle.

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The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Charlotte with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old redneck prostitute named Summer with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.

My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Petey ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

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