You Just Got Juiced!
Lemme set the scene for ya...
Paul Pierce and Ricky Davis are chillin at the club after game four of the first round sweep from the Pacers. Ricky disappears to the bathroom for a second and comes back and tells P-squared that one of his boys was askin about him. Paul heads to the bathroom where three cats are waitin for him with steak knives (again). Apparently a playa has been set up.

One dude holds Paul down while the second explains to him, "yo jacket aint gonna save you this time playa"

Just as the biggest of the three pulls out the knife and is ready to stab Paulie all the way into the Euro leagues...

O.J. Simpson jumps out of one of the stalls -- "SUPRISE MUTHAFUCKA YOU BEEN JUICED"

Now of course your first thought is, whoa i'm in a room with O.J. and knives...where is the nearest exit! But secondly, who the hell would give O.J. a reality show? Who wants to get punked by OJ?

The Breakdown

Last Lectures
Today was Friday of tenth week for many of us quarter system folks, which means we're down to just finals now. Send us your best wishes please.

Championship Effort
Stay Tuned to J-Tran's blog tonight/tomorrow morning the man is attempting to set a modern day mark of 10,000 words composed in a single night. This is simply epic, and I apploud the effort whole heartedly.

On the other hand, B-Curry phoned in to report that he stayed at the Library until nine o'clock tonight only to read three pages (yes, 3, not 300) and he did no blogwork either. Terrible effort.

You are Not Fifty Cent
If any of you read Tom Tran's blog perhaps you were thinking this too. You dont build a rep by trying to call out other people the entire time. Carve out your own niche and show your own skills please. I feel like Ja Rule, stop talkin shit and try to rap son.

mini-update
That's all for now. I am exhausted after that LOTR paper from yesterday. Possibly will add more to this later, but I wanted to squeeze this much out at least right now while I had the energy.

Show em my ATO!