I would assume that: (i) they are in need of funds, and; (ii) are willing to perform morally questionable acts in order divest said funds from people with larger problems. But, I'm a lawyer, so I couldn't *possibly* relate.

"Hey, we really let up in the second half." Coach: Bucknell Womens' Basketball, 11/26/2013

A somewhat overlooked factor: many of the women that are currently in positions of power are in their fifties (give or take). They rose through the ranks in the late 70s and 80s, which was quite a difficult task in that testosterone-dominated work culture. They may have been a bit "hardened" by the experience, and may…

My God; this explains Reilly's decades long fixation on teeth, gums, and all things oral. He speaks with a forked tongue.

"Mr. Gabbert, you don't need a ticket to enter, you're the quaterback for the love of... TEN tickets??"

I thought this story was going to focus on Dominique Wilkins' antics while lurking in the bushes outside the Playboy Mansion.

Holy f*ck, he's moving South.

Even if the 1st Amendment didn't protect Armstrong's speech, he could seek shelter under the 2nd, because everyone knows that doing a boatload of steroids gives you Bear Arms.

Spending money on things that don't work? T. Boone Pickens can't hear you above the drone of his wind turbine.

"Sphincter Admits Taco Bell May Have Been a Mistake, Throws Shit at Wall."

Jesus christ, it's like none of these people have read my PhD thesis on the egregious societal marginalization of Dexy's Midnight Runners.

UNLV classes feature strippers who quit two years ago.

He learned this trick by observing Christian Peter's mating ritual in the local bars.

Well, that's the last time someone compliments Cary for "batting away precision passes with a niggardly hand."

So did Ariel Castro, if you want to get all metaphorical and sh*t.

In the early 2000s, the Portland Municipal building also constantly featured 10 bathrooms and a basketball (player in) court.

"Pardon me ma'am, but your lycra unitard is gauche, and brings shame upon your family. Best of luck with the rest of your chat."

Gary Ridgway also enjoyed disrespecting Pacific Northwest beaver with a chainshaw.

I'm going to reserve judgment here, because the last time we had a Patriot on PCP, he f*cked Marilyn Monroe and sent us to the moon.

AMUSED? Hemingway wasn't even amused when a 2-ton fighting-bull (who was also a jaded WWI veteran) lept into his fine watercraft "Pilar" and proceeded to regale him with tales of Northern Michigan while concurrently downing a liter of gin.