Fat shaming.
Fat shaming.
League = Mongo Ball in Oz. Massively popular, amongst the Crims, though.
I bet Gronk's privates have seen more combat action.
+1 more year of no-name draft picks
+1 Kick to ribs while down
I'd urge that you consider the process of institutionalization as a primary rationale for grooming standards.
We need to talk. MRAs don't play sports past JV and have neither the upper body nor core strength to save a female friend from a falling hardback Faulkner novel. They know they can't claim Mr. Servati, as MRAs reportedly only spring into action around women who are incapacitated, much younger, or both. He's clearly…
If this is what I think it is, it is subtle and well-played.
I was going to write something scimitar, but you were straight to the point already.
crop-induced nausea
Absolute legend.
Now think about it for a minute. Where would all the 205+ Lb athletically gifted athletes be working out as teenagers? Typical dank, spartan gym that spawns nearly all of the great boxers, or free room and board on a college scholly playing football hanging around with relatively fancy company. No contest in…
I'm a boxing reactionary. I can't hold back from commenting on boxing related things.
Gambling wins/losses are how some people launder their money. Everything isn't always what it immediately appears.
+all the evidence I need
War Butthurt
+2 for 1 Jose Canseco Bats
I learned ketchup + salt + pepper = Hobo Soup, available at McDonalds and Hotel Dining rooms for free food without "actual stealing". At least thats how it was pitched to me.
My setup: Duffel bag. Deodorant, razor, toothbrush, toothpaste, addy bottle, LA Looks gel—in end pocket. Hanes, socks, hankies in other end pocket. Pants, wife beaters, shirt, workout costume—in main compartment. Black Bic Pen, Peanut M&Ms, trip documents, Trojans (responsibility, y'all), phone charger—in side zip.…
Crowds...they don't dance no more.