You nutless smack talking moron ... I'd bitch slap your teeth out of your mouth if you talked **** at me ... You walked away from a good bet ... scared little peckerwood afraid to gamble your "name" here. It's still on, up until kickoff. Arkansas and 20 ... $100 and loser disappears or other option. Got Balls? I doubt it.
My $100 is still available. I suggest you put up or shut up. Edit: I'm 56 years old but I can still eat fat boys for lunch.
The spit would fly for about 2 seconds ... and then you'd lick my boots ... all the while answering "YOU ARE" to my repeated questions "Whose your Daddy, bitch"? $100 and "THE SHAME" bet ... or nothing ... you skinny-ass ancient coonasse fool ... you got until kickoff
Luck is always part of every game, whether it is good luck or bad luck. Given a choice, I will take good luck. Besides, Coach Miles is right. To some extent a team makes its own luck.
