Just so glad we’re all back together again! Please tell your mom and Dad we say
hello! I’ve always wondered, Jesus…Do your mom and Joseph invite your Dad over
for your birthday party every year (we call it Christmas!)? I’d guess by now
it’s not awkward any more, but really, how adult of them.
I’d like to start by saying, itty bitty Jesus, Blessed be
the night game! We will all spend
the next hours imbibing, eating foods we only treat ourselves to during
football season, playing drinking games and feeling that sense of camaraderie
you only ever feel on game day.
HO. LY. SPIRIT!
Our poor Dawgs are in stinky ole’ Missouri, Jesus! Can I
just say, lordlet, that I just remembered from school that Missouri is the Show
Me state. Um. Show Me?! Not that we all don’t love a good smooch, Jesus, but
showing?! Now that’s another story. What kind of moral character do these
tawdry tigers have?! Clearly not the kind that earns a victory over our sacred
Georgia Bulldogs!
I know you’ve always said to be kind to strangers,
pint-sized Savior, and Missouri IS the new kid in town. I think it only right that we Dawgs
give them a proper, You-like welcome to the SEC, Jesus, don’t you!!?? Plus, spare the rod and what not. Today we ask you, Jesus, Please help us
whoop their butts! In the most
neighborly way possible, of course.
Oh Jesus! I forgot last week. Thank you for Russ.
He’s a darn good dog and will make a Damn Good Dawg! The Bulldog Nation is lucky to have him
and we wanted to let you know we really appreciate it. Those brown spots,
Jesus! How creative of you.
Any old who, Jesus.
Please watch over our boys today!
They apparently need some extra injury protection so I was wondering if
you could holler at your saints or something. Maybe a retired angel? I don’t want to ask for too much!
Just whatever you could spare would really be more than enough.
Please carry the cheers of us Bulldogs on up to Missouri,
Jesus. Let the boys in their
silver britches proudly represent what it means to wear our red and black!
Please give us all that magical Bulldog feeling in our hearts…perhaps some time
around 7pm when we’ll need it after drinking whiskey for 8 hours. And finally Lord, if you wouldn’t mind,
would you say hi to Larry for us?
These kids today will never know what they’re missing.
In your ever holy and tiny tiny name we pray, Amen and Go
Dawgs.
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