Herb Sewell, a convicted child molester and now academic researcher, came on the show to comment on a particularly heinous case in Los Angeles with the provision that he got to do an analysis of the Super Bowl. Herb hopes to one day do play by play. The following hour Herb hung around and was joined by Vernon Dozier and Margaret Grey to discuss the Super Bowl, a discussion Vernon and Margaret both found distasteful and infuriating as Herb seemed to know more about footbal than either of themVernon Dozier during Bel-Mars loss to Hickory Hill in the Tier One Round-Up

William Subject: Greatness  You're the man! Thank you for cracking me up on a daily basis for years now. Continued success to you, sir. Quick question...I recall a show, from the 03-06? era, about Vernon Dozier becoming involved in a bar fight, possibly with some of his players. I think he may have been trying to "teach them a lesson" as well. I don't remember much more. I need to find that show! Again, keep up the amazing work...it's great.

I'm Vernon Dozier and I know many of you know who I am. Do you know what is in that picture down there? You don't? That's called a c-u-....It's called a you know what. It's called a c-word, is what it's called. It's also my mother-in-law, Debbie Dockton.                            Oh, Jesus. I married her daughter Stephanie when Stephanie had just graduated BelMar, where I teach. She was 18. Not 17. Not 16. She was 18 and the last I checked that's legal in the sovereign state of California so that thing in the picture can shut the clean-out under it's nose. But it doesn't. Let me tell you what a cun....God, I wish I could say it. Let me tell you what a c-u-n-(and the next letter rhymes with "P") is. It's a woman that starts a problem when no problem needed to be started. When everything was fine, nice and calm, it walked into the house and gave you that look. When everyone was getting along, it decided it would open old wounds. See, the C thinks it's 'clearing up old business," "getting to it," "not hiding from the truth." But a C never does get to the truth. Under the guise of wanting to get to the truth the C just wants to see you bleed from the eyes again. It wants to go over and over and over the night...oh I don't know...let's say the night it's daughter graduated from high school and the worst man in the world, the guy it calls "Pervernon" because that word helps make it laugh and keeps the muscles in its face from atrophy, grabbed Stephanie from the stage and took off. About 20 minutes later, when it was driving home with the long suffering, stooped and beaten chew-toy it calls a husband, it spotted my truck parked at cabin 4, Blue Moon Motel. My mother-in-law took this picture of my truck parked, cabin 4.. Oh my God let's have a coronary. It's a wedding night. But ever since that night, I've had to listen to it. Typical night. Phone rings. Me: "Hello" The C: "Oh, hi Pervernon. Can I talk to OFS?" "OFS" stands for "operation: field slut." So, I'm a pervert but it's own daughter is a field slut because it married...or I mean she married me. There's a 31 year age difference. So what? What if I married the C instead? She's closer to my age. Why not? Well, I would have but Debbie...that's my mother in law, the C...Debbie, instead of being OFS is OTA and that interferes with setting up OPT. There, try figuring that out, C-Word! Glossary OFA--Operation: Trucked Face OPP--Operation: Poontang I wanna ask one other question. What is this "Float On" bullshit. What the living hell?