Welcome

Welcome to JD’s 16th Annual “Backed-up-paddy-wagon-mackin’-on-the-cats-ass-blow-my-whistle-rock-me-little-dove-so-step-back-‘cause-I’m-a-fuckin’-handful-yo-ahab-can-i-get-my-dubage-come-on-pretty-baby-make-me-lose-my-mind-I-gave-her-my-heart-and-she-gave-me-a-pen-when-it-comes-to-love-if-it-ain’t-rough-it-isn’t-fun-I’ll-eat-up-all-your-crackers-and-your-licorice-are-you-trying-to-tell-me-that-Jesus-Christ-can’t-hit-a-curveball-bumpin'-an'-grindin'-like-a-slow-jam-freak-it-funk-it-backseat-trunk-it” 2010 Roundball Ruckus.

For you Ruckus regulars you’ll see some minor tweaks to the site courtesy of our web guru Dr. Odd but none of which, however, are the addition of a “starfucker wall” since a.) JD doesn’t want to come across as a yank like Dave Kaplan, and b.) the only celebrity photo JD has ever been in was with Pauly “The Weasel” Shore during his somewhat disturbing Pauly Shore phase in the spring of 1991 in a conference room in Peoria, IL. And upon further thought, “somewhat disturbing” might be downplaying it a bit seeing as, at one point, he actually chased his friend Sandis with a baseball bat through the halls of North Campus Hall when she stole his tye-dyed Pauly Shore t-shirt. As you can imagine, she was less than thrilled with this course of events…much like JD is for actually putting that story in writing. But I digress…

Since it IS the time of year where companies already know and accept the fact that you’re dicking around on your computer and “complain” about their “lost productivity” , take a few minutes to roam around the site and make yourself at home in a rock-and-roll-all-night-and-party-every-day kind of way. And if you can only rock and roll all night and *part* of every day because you have errands and can only rock from, like, 1:00-3:00, that’s cool too.

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