Madden Update

You may be wondering why we haven't posted the results from last weekend's Madden games. Unfortunately, someone broke into brandensbaked world headquarters and deleted all the game summaries and results. We here at brandensbaked take the law very seriously, and will prosecute any vandals to the fullest extent of the law. I can report however, games resumed Tuesday night. Hawkeye jumped out to a 14-0 first quarter lead over brandensbaked. At the end of the quarter, brandensbaked answered with a 45 yard field goal to make it 14-3. The second quarter saw brandensbaked get his juju back and throw 3 long touchdown passes, followed by 3 two point conversions. Halftime score, brandensbaked 27, Hawkeye 14. The third quarter picked up where brandensbaked left off, passing and running, running and passing, plus a jaw dropping 50 yard field goal. At the end of the third quarter, brandensbaked 37, Hawkeye 20. The fourth quarter contained more bad news for the fans of the Eastsiders. brandensbaked consumed clock like dougjones consumes cocaine, and scored like Eminem at an unsupervised teen night dance. Final score, brandensbaked 50, Hawkeye Longboard 26. Don't hate the player, hate the game. Word.

Other news: Eval got her walking papers! Sloppy work Eval. Sloppy work.
If you are wondering why the Flicker link at the bottom of the page no longer shows my photos, I got the boot. Apparently, I failed to read the user agreement(duh), and I may have violated it's edicts(not to mention many of the laws in the Bible-belt) with my "art". I would like to appologize to anyone who stumbled accross bare breasts, unknowingly, who wished to remain ignorant as to the explanation of the two protruding mounds located chest high on most women(and fat men). We here at brandensbaked try to maintain the high standards set by our journalistic heros, like Bill shoves his own cock up his ass O'Riley, Sean cum guzzlin' till it dribbles down the chin Hannity, and Ann that bitch needs to get fucked properly Coulter. So when I say, "No, fuck you!", I mean it from the bottom of my cold, black heart. Peace,

B.