Let's get one thing straight. I hate Georgia. Not just a childish knee jerk reaction, but along the level of the Chinese hating the Japanese for the rape of Nanking. We won't be friends. I won't send a dawg a Christmas card. I won't hold the door for them. I hope the worst happens to them and only to their fan base. If a dawg fell headfirst into a woodchipper, I would stand by the power switch to make sure it didn't shut off by accident.
Dawgs are an embarrassment to the human race.
We emerged from primordial sludge into a higher form of intelligence, capable of landing humans on the moon. Their evolution stopped at barking.
Even without football, I would hate them. Dawg fans, dawg students, and dawg alumni are the prime example of Darwinism. 9 out of 10 times, the last word a deceased dwag fan says is something like 'Hey man, watch this!' The bottom 1% of the 99% nationwide were the top 1% of their class at Georgia. Nobody roots for dawgs. Nobody hires dawg alumni based on their football record.
Regardless of football, dawg fans and alumni are among the dumbest people on the earth. They thought Neville Chamberlain would bring peace in their time back in 1939. Indoor plumbing is a mystery. Dawgs can't count to ten because one finger is stuck in their nose or their ass. Either way, something in Athens just doesn't smell right.
Dawgs always the best 5 loss team in the top 75. Next year is the year. Always next year.
UGA grad? TSA groper.
I hope every mutt out there chokes to death on the pubic hair of a rabid squirrel.
Let me tell you about my old neighbor. Big georgia fan. He was special needs. He had brain surgery. Lobotomy. After the front third of his brain was removed, he became a Georgia fan. Barked at people. Wore red. That sort of thing. Anyway, he was drunk one night back in the 80's, which, upon reflection, was just wrong. He was only 17. Genius was a wreck-up from the neck-up and was playing with firecrackers. Firecrackers + lobotomy + Georgia fan = recipe for hilarity. Barky McWalker lit a string of firecrackers. Did I mention he had both a lobotomy and was drunk? Lauren Munson forgot he lit the fireworks and started talking to his mom while holding lit firecrackers. Anyway, he can count to 8 and 1/4.
Upon genuflection, it's not just hate, it's just that I'm sick of paying for dawg stupidity. They make me sick. Dawgs are arrogantly ignorant. Oh, georgia won last weekend? Good for them. Please hand me my fries.
Please remember to spay and neuter your fan base.
Go dwags.