Belichick initially invited Sarah Silverman via email, but she couldn't figure out how to reply and eventually told him and the whole organization to go fuck themselves.

They were actually playing pornographic charades, and the clue was "Shocker".

+1

There was vomiting. There were tears, and they were not always tears of joy. And there were lots of cringe-inducing leg cramps.

Upon further review, an 11 year old me seeing Phoebe Cates in Fast Times during the pool scene still ranks #1.

A Real Redskin Running Back was the original title of Jim Thorpe's biography.

Malcom X > Tebow.

Well, they went and did it, those silly Italians.

You think that guy got trucked? Please.

Not to be confused with NoHo, the gay bar in the Harlem.

I guess she got tired of working on the contents of MyTube! Amirite! [hi fives all around]

When he heard the news, he decided to splurge and buy two kegs of Molson.

In a related story, Lenny Dykstra is dedicated a statue of himself in front of his restaurant. Unfortunately, the statue is 4 inches tall and made out of hardened chewing tobacco, and his restaurant is the dumpster behind the West Hollywood Applebees.

ESPN analyst Tim Brown for pronouncing the state "Illinoise."

+1

Fucking, frustrating also describes my pet rabbits with down syndrome.

While most of the Jets are being babies, Antonio Cromartie is just making them.

+1 Between this and Bunsen Honeydew, your puppet references are awesome.

Earlier the dwarves had named him Gropey, so he was just trying to play the part.

I learned a similar lesson when I hugged that hot chick at The Pink Pocket last week.