Church of JISM

CJ's Pub. One week hence. Bring your Jesus pants...the first official meeting of the Church of JISM is nigh. What are we about?

1. Jesus Is Savior of Man.
2. Jesus would like you to enjoy an icy cold AmberBock and a greasy delicious superpub.
3. Jesus recommends you do not fill up on popcorn.
   
4. Jesus would like you to rub your belly post-haste.

If my blasphemy alone has not convinced you to join up, I urge you to consider this color photograph taken with love by one Nicholas B. Kimlinger--man, you should've seen him go to town on that burger. It was incredible...and beautiful.

Secondly--did everyone see that good ol' John L. actually sent players out to guard the 50 from marauding ND flag-planters after the game on Saturday? Please pardon my language, but what a douche. Here's some rando that put it more eloquently than I did:

The win and the post game celebration were made all the more sweet by Smith's juvenile attempt to "protect the S" as if it were a battle between the neighborhood toughies on The East Side Kids. Smith actually had three players stand at the 50 yard line for at least 20 minutes after the game ended, thinking Notre Dame players would even care to plant a flag at midfield. It's hard to imagine a leader of college age men directing such an inappropriate and immature act, but such is the character of John L. Smith.

I'd love to credit it, but I have no idea who wrote that. It came to me in a dream, or an email from Mothball, or something. I'm guessing he's old, since I have no idea what the hell The East Side Kids is. Anyway, here's a graphic from some other rando who has way more time than me to make hilarious graphics. Please feel free to let the smugness wash over you. Mmmmmm, unearned smugness.

Lastly, things are in the works for next weekend. Good things. BRC things. I'll keep you posted. Or not. Lizett's in town. Screw off, everyone else!