The DFO Monday Morning Mock Draft, Chapter The Second

One of the biggest things I miss from our old site was the mock drafts that used to run every Friday.  Those were fantastic time wasters, and a good one was a virtual guarantee that you were going to be far from productive at work, as your day instead degenerated

The D of S, Vol. II: The Earthly Paradise

Night on top of the mountain of Purgatory. tWBS: So, what's gonna happen? Senor: Beats me. After all, I'm not gonna be with you. All I can do is watch. tWBS: Wait, seriously? You can't come and watch? But which commenter's going to escort me through all of Heaven? Senor: Why would you want

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo VII

tWBS: Why am I nervous? Senor: Because as I said, this is the lust terrace upcoming, and you posted compilations of sexy pictures on the Internet for multiple years? tWBS: Hey, they weren't pornographic! Senor: Yeah, but society's a bunch of prudes. tWBS: And you did it too! Senor: Like twice? Probably a difference there,

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo VI

Place and time: Walking up into the sixth terrace of Purgatory, right after Mozart ditched them. tWBS: You know, I've been wondering. I've gone through Hell and Purgatory, and dealt with a whole ton of people on the way. And I could understand them all. Why? Senor: Okay, first off, out of

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo V

Place: Walking into the fifth terrace of Purgatory, when… Voice: Adhaesit pavimento anima mea. My soul cleaves to the dust; revive me with Your Word. A soul lays prostrated on the ground. tWBS: Hey buddy, you okay? And can you speak up? I can't really hear you mumbling into the ground. Voice: My soul

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo IV

It's the next morning on Purgatory. tWBS: Hey, wake up. Senor: Ugh, I slept like I was on a rock. (He checks his "pillow.") Oh, that explains it. tWBS: I hear footsteps. Senor: It sounds like running. Towards here. tWBS: Welcoming party? Senor: No! This is the terrace of sloth, so… penance, actually. Slothful Soul: (running by

The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo III

Senor: …Seamus? tWBS has a hand on his head and a hand on the ground to try and prevent himself from falling. Because falling down the mountain would suck. tWBS: Stoning… not the fun kind… (he comes to) Shit. I was here the whole time? Senor: And muttering something about stoning, and not

The D of S, Vol. II: Alle Porte del Purgatorio

Through the climb of Ante-Purgatory, about five minutes after the last volume ended TWBS: Hey, why'd you do that? We could have watched football and had beer and nachos with Gerry Ford! Senor: As much fun as that would have been we have to move. I know, it's unfortunate, but we would've

The D of S, Vol II: Ante-Purgatorio

Place: On the boat to the shores Purgatory TWBS: So, what are they all singing? (As per last installment.) Senor: In exitu Israel de Aegypto, "When Israel Came Out of Egypt." There's gonna be some Gregorian chants here, you've been warned. TWBS: Well that sucks. That's shit music that died out centuries ago. Senor: