Testimonials

The Ruckus is better than just about every other pool on the planet. That’s just the way it is. All those other March Madness pools with their free car giveaways and million dollar fuckery and their win-a-free-ballcap-of-your-alma-matter incentives blow goats. Literally. Like on their knees blowing goats. Mind you that I don’t have any concrete photographic proof of that, just like there’s no concrete photographic proof that Lady GaGa might actually be a dude, I’m just sayin’.

Those other pools will try to suck you in with non-stop e-mails and banner advertising and fancy search marketing and tweets/re-tweets/sub-tweets telling you that they rock. Please, when this happens, fight the urge to give in to those corporate shilling ass clowns. They do not rock in any way, shape or form. Know their pools are NOT better than and never will be better than the Ruckus. They’re out to steal your soul and will end up spamming you ‘til your dying breath with offers for cars and energy drinks and where to find the best deals on paperclips and little blue pills for your dong and Jersey Shore porn and how to collect on secret Nigerian fortunes. The Ruckus, however, will do no such thing. And if you don’t believe me, just read what the fine folks below say about said Ruckus:

2004 | JSW’s Pops (Warshington, MO) – “That guy is a fucking idiot.”

2005 | My cousin, Moonie C (Midlothian, VA) – “I went to your website and read it. You are a menace. I am SO calling Homeland Security on you."

2005 | Sweet Dee MacDonell (St. Louis, MO) – “I briefly visited your site.  I have many important things to do over here...I don't know if you know
this, but I'm a pretty big deal.  People know me.  I have many leather bound books and an apartment that smells of rich mahogany. That being said, I like the website. You are twisted.”

2006 | This crazy broad who works with me, Heather Ligamus (St. Louis, MO) – "I just finished reading this...YOU NEED JESUS!”

2006 | JSW’s Pops, AGAIN, via voice mail – "Julie, it's Dad. I'm calling about your friend's stupid little e-mail. You tell your little friend that he's been playing with his tallywacker too much to come up with this stuff."

2008 | Nicola Steinberg (Chicago, IL) – “Um, I checked out your website and IT’S DIRTY!”

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