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The INsider uPdAtE

His name is Sip-ple
I have a show that's with him
Frost rings my bell
Trick or treat in half an hour
Oh how I rock
In sparkly gloves while with jocks
Head nod to who knows who I am
If it's spelling I don't give a damn about it

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

I'm kind of a dick
Got thin skin and perma bans
You think you can kick
My ass but I do Orange Theory
The taters all flock
to On.3 for a buck
Free pie 'cause they know who I am
If it's typos I dno't giev a danm adout itt

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'

Got some posters to scold
It's coaching search and I've got nothing
Lo and behold
They say Rhule's walking through the stadium
I say it's fake
The Peeds gave me no take
How'd tPB know who it is?
Don't they know it's fluid in the biz?
Go get tickets to Husker Holy Ghost night, baby
Franchise coach will be with me - Jason Peter, maybe
'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby, like you

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
All-Time TPB post. Holy shit lol. Is this our official anthem now? There’s gotta be an AI that can turn this into a song using Dean’s voice. He has more than enough podcast material out there to mimic it.
 
His name is Sip-ple
I have a show that's with him
Frost rings my bell
Trick or treat in half an hour
Oh how I rock
In sparkly gloves while with jocks
Head nod to who knows who I am
If it's spelling I don't give a damn about it

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

I'm kind of a dick
Got thin skin and perma bans
You think you can kick
My ass but I do Orange Theory
The taters all flock
to On.3 for a buck
Free pie 'cause they know who I am
If it's typos I dno't giev a danm adout itt

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'

Got some posters to scold
It's coaching search and I've got nothing
Lo and behold
They say Rhule's walking through the stadium
I say it's fake
The Peeds gave me no take
How'd tPB know who it is?
Don't they know it's fluid in the biz?
Go get tickets to Husker Holy Ghost night, baby
Franchise coach will be with me - Jason Peter, maybe
'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby, like you

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
This is the greatest thing ever. I sang the entire song in my head with these lyrics
 
His name is Sip-ple
I have a show that's with him
Frost rings my bell
Trick or treat in half an hour
Oh how I rock
In sparkly gloves while with jocks
Head nod to who knows who I am
If it's spelling I don't give a damn about it

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

I'm kind of a dick
Got thin skin and perma bans
You think you can kick
My ass but I do Orange Theory
The taters all flock
to On.3 for a buck
Free pie 'cause they know who I am
If it's typos I dno't giev a danm adout itt

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'

Got some posters to scold
It's coaching search and I've got nothing
Lo and behold
They say Rhule's walking through the stadium
I say it's fake
The Peeds gave me no take
How'd tPB know who it is?
Don't they know it's fluid in the biz?
Go get tickets to Husker Holy Ghost night, baby
Franchise coach will be with me - Jason Peter, maybe
'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby, like you

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Don't they know it's fluid in the biz killed me 😂
 
All-Time TPB post. Holy shit lol. Is this our official anthem now? There’s gotta be an AI that can turn this into a song using Dean’s voice. He has more than enough podcast material out there to mimic it.
This needs to be a gangster rap...we need some lines for Sip and Robin too..."Straight outta On3"
 
His name is Sip-ple
I have a show that's with him
Frost rings my bell
Trick or treat in half an hour
Oh how I rock
In sparkly gloves while with jocks
Head nod to who knows who I am
If it's spelling I don't give a damn about it

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

I'm kind of a dick
Got thin skin and perma bans
You think you can kick
My ass but I do Orange Theory
The taters all flock
to On.3 for a buck
Free pie 'cause they know who I am
If it's typos I dno't giev a danm adout itt

'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby
Listen to Tunnel Talk baby with me, oooh

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'

Got some posters to scold
It's coaching search and I've got nothing
Lo and behold
They say Rhule's walking through the stadium
I say it's fake
The Peeds gave me no take
How'd tPB know who it is?
Don't they know it's fluid in the biz?
Go get tickets to Husker Holy Ghost night, baby
Franchise coach will be with me - Jason Peter, maybe
'Cause I'm just a teenage DeanBag baby, like you

Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
Oh yeah, DeanBag!
no taters don't know what they're missin'
I respectfully request in the chorus, to change "No taters" to "No cool kids"
 
I wanted something about how he can jump really high and touch the crossbar on the goalpost so I scratched up another verse

I jump really high
I think I can touch that goal post
I'm gonna try
Right after I ban this troll post
on HuskerOnline
I'm a powerful guy
Everyone knows who I am
But nobody gives a damn about me
 
This needs to be a gangster rap...we need some lines for Sip and Robin too..."Straight outta On3"
Straight out Chile, crazy mother fucker named Dean-dude
From On.3, my Sparkly Gloves show Attitude
Users call me out, they get a posting drought
Ban the user, and they add to my body count
You too, Slat (@slattimer), if ya disagree with me
You’re getting doxed, personal info online swiftly
This shit’s fluid, that’s how I react
To any challenge I don’t like, so now retract

OldRed starts to attack ya, needs info on Nebraska
Mix ‘em and cook ‘em in a pot like Sal-Sa
Typing tantrums at a motherfucker like that
With a hammer that’s swingin’ at your ACCESS
You can’t have my nugs
Ain’t no tellin’ how t.P.B. gets ‘em pubbed
Here’s a story to keep y’all pacified
Under the bleachers where he yelled, Bo made me cry

Never believed that we’d hire Matt Rhule
Don’t remind me, or “getting banned” is your username too
I live next to these coaches so I allow no mean thoughts
These guys my Neighbors, I trick-or-treat past their mailbox
Yo daily, weekly, yearly
I DM Garrett “no more Nugs, my access is cut severely”
And if he doesn’t? Then I’ll knuckle up, kindly
So try my ass, you can meet me at Hy-Vee

So when I’m posting online, you fucking pay me
Cause Dean-o needs a buck for the family
As I tweet, best believe it’s insecurely
At On.3 though, I’m sendin your ass to Chile
 
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Straight out Chile, crazy mother fucker named Dean-dude
From On.3, my Sparkly Gloves show Attitude
Users call me out, they get a posting drought
Ban the user, and they add to my body count
You too, Slat (@slattimer), if ya disagree with me
You’re getting doxed, personal info online swiftly
This shit’s fluid, that’s how I react
To any challenge I don’t like, so now retract

OldRed starts to attack ya, needs info on Nebraska
Mix ‘em and cook ‘em in a pot like Sal-Sa
Typing tantrums at a motherfucker like that
With a hammer that’s swingin’ at your ACCESS
You can’t have my nugs
Ain’t no tellin’ how t.P.B. gets ‘em pubbed
Here’s a story to keep y’all pacified
Under the bleachers where he yelled, Bo made me cry

Never believed that we’d hire Matt Rhule
Don’t remind me, or “getting banned” is your username too
I live next to these coaches so I allow no mean thoughts
These guys my Neighbors, I trick-or-treat past their mailbox
Yo daily, weekly, yearly
I DM Garrett “no more Nugs, my access is cut severely”
And if he doesn’t? Then I’ll knuckle up, kindly
So try my ass, you can meet me at Hy-Vee

So when I’m posting online, you fucking pay me
Cause Dean-o needs a buck for the family
As I tweet, best believe it’s insecurely
At On.3 though, I’m sendin your ass to Chile
This has me rolling. Great work.
 
I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or a dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible spelling mistake stops me

Now that the message board is through with me
I'm logging off, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath because I skipped spell check
Oh please, God, wake me

Back on the scrolls it's much too real
In jumps Sip wearing something teal
But can't look forward to reveal
Look at all the times Mongo did it

Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like Scott Frost playing Golden Tee
Tied to machines that make him only win 3
A QB who can't coach his QB

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me

Now that Roz is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, help me

Mongo imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute errors
I cannot live
I cannot type
Trapped on RSS
Message board my holding cell

"Accounes" has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
 
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Confused No Idea GIF by Good Trouble
 
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