re: Question? Why do people refer to us as corndogs?

The single greatest poem ever posted by an LSU fan.

I am an LSU fan. When people walk by me, they say, "Damn, that guy smells AWESOME." That is because I smell like nature's most perfect food - a corn dog. My meaty flavorful center is guarded by a smooth dense crust, like a golden brown sheath of battle. I am constantly surrounded by a hug of savory cornmeal, and I stand ready - stick in rear - to throw your mouth a flavor party.

Smelling like a corn dog means never having to rely on Charmin to celebrate a victory, in the way only high schoolers can.

Smelling like a corn dog means never having to shake a pom-pom.

Smelling like a corn dog means never having to face the ignominy of fielding a special teams player who can only get fired up fighting the band.

Smelling like a corn dog means I can inhale the sweet smell of corn dogs instead of having to smell the bull dung emanating from the field when a "can't boost off a player on the PAT" penalty is thrown, or a magical pass interference penalty VANISHES...POOF!.

Smelling like a corn dog means I get to see touchdowns instead of field goals, so many so that even the field goal kicker is allowed to get some, too.

Smelling like a corn dog means feeling the earth shake.

Smelling like a corn dog means not losing to Mississippi State.

Smelling like a corn dog means celebrating a parade of colorful characters from Elvis to Superman to pimps, and it means never having to wear orange pants and ties, looking like a foot soldier in a jackass army.

Smelling like a corn dog means seeing an actual BCS championship trophy on campus.


In seasons and in days of light and dark, may the corn dog oil never a spark.

To towering trees that scrape horizon's line, may you fall with fury to be carved in time,
Into a stick, a pillar, a miniature log; a shape becomes a cog in the center of the dog.
Oh corn, you corn, growing high to noble story, may the rippling wind be a harbinger of much greater glory.

And to barnyard beasts who form a most columnar meat, may they prance with delight at such a remarkable feat.

For to forever power smell and flavor, it must be an honor to truly savor.
Golden brown and delicious, this much becomes clear: if you smell a corn dog, an LSU Tiger is near.

LSUChicageaux

Because there are plenty of retards out there.

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Did you do this before or after it became a thing to call LSU fans corn dogs?

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Both

The better question is does anyone find it offensive?

While at the Auburn game this year, a few Auburn fans yelled at us as we walked by their tailgating tents, something like "Corndogs, come get your corndogs..half price today!" As they all began to laugh hysterically, I yelled at them, "I got your corndog right here!" You know, just trading jabs. But they got really pissed, their whole demeanor changed and they started cussing.

There used to be a thread that posted the whole Oklahoma fan’s post about Nebraska. It was years ago. Stupid for Auburn to try to steal it when it was based on the cornhuskers.

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Why do people refer to us as corndogs?

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Simple....most Tiger fan have a stick up their butt about something.

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Maybe it's a La thing but who comes up with this bs

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katy perry

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The smell

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You misspelled "Peachtree City Panniculus"