The fact that McBride’s 2nd (3rd?) generation televangelist has named one of his children “Pontius” is enough to sell me on watching.

But, again, we live in an upside down world[...]

She’d be a challenge if she got injured though—it would take a lot of people to carry her guernsey off the field.

Welp, found the guy who honestly believes Johnny Most was a pro-level announcer.

yeah but her hot cousin with the beauty mark tho

LotemIpsum didn’t say a Gotdamn thing about free anything. They said to expect regulations when your business is in selling or renting a necessity of life. There are more regulations on electricity sale pricing than there are on pricing perfumes or charging for auto repair. And even in our fucked up medical system,…

Good Lord, did you just flash a doomsday prophecy about landlords leaving the apartment ownership business, consigning masses of renters to eviction and unit scarcity due to owners taking rental units off the market? And you’re really warning that the impetus for this drastic outcome will be—wait for it...—new…

C’mon, can you really call it horse racing if you can’t trade rawhide with another horse now and again?

God bless bingo cards in general for their ability to put stereotypes and lazy-ass tropes front and center. Ms. Eveleth’s example is possibly the best example of bingo card meme excellence I’ve ever seen.

...it’s finally time to reboot NBA Jam.

No, Arnheim has a point. If Jackie Gleason had been lining up a winning shot in The Hustler, but lost to Paul Newman because he violated some carom rule from Korean bumper pool, it would have wrecked the scene. If Harry Potter had beaten Voldemort in their duel because the Dark Lord insisted on casting Avada Kedabra…

The bridge is on your jersies, then the bridge is your turf. That makes it fair game to be used in motivational material against you.

(phone rings)

Oh, shit!  Shitshitshitshitshit!  You’re 100% right.  I fucked that up, my bad.

Not a great, or even good player, certainly. And tweeting out a thinly-disguised gun threat against his old school definitely puts him in bad company as a human being.  

...Ezekiel Elliot, Dante Fowler, T.J. McDonald. I get your point.

That is...weird and unexpected.

To be fair, a tryout with the Gruden and Mayock Raiders, is that really a NFL job offer?

Remember what has happened here.

Bruno Mars is an adorable, pocket-sized, smooth-steppin’ Filipino charm bracelet of a singer, and you say unkind things about him at your peril. The arguably best Super Bowl halftime performer in history* deserves some damn respect.