You rip what you sew, you reap what you sew, and if you are an idiot reporter, you go past rip, and reap to shitting the bed. Stinky.

Is that one of Melania’s Ben-Wa balls?

Fired but not arrested - what’s the rub?

How did he pronounce all those stars in there.

The last time he yelled this much is when a kid butted in line in front of him at the Golden Corral buffet.

Did you call him an idiot because you didn’t like the joke, or didn’t get the joke?

They’ll be renaming this the John Daly Memorial Tournament by next year.

As a dedicated hockey fan, let me weigh in on baseball “brawls.”

If that were true, every goal against the Maple Keafs would be an empty net goal.

Two minutes for two few goalies on the ice.

Is that “Wichita Lineman” Glenn or “I’m Wrapping his own Christmas” Presents Glenn. Cause it may make a difference.

And, pray tell, who wipes your ass?

My girlfriend wants to know if she sells anything to mitigate the sting of aggressive, yet consentual anal sex.

Funny, I can hear Billy Paul softly crooning in the background.

Hey Roger, what about a hash brownie and a glass of milk, you fucking square!

I wonder if they are contractually obligated not to say anything controversial about ESPN. Nobody had a shot. Not even a single “Thank God I’m out of this fucking shithole.”

Canadians like to it doggie style so they can both watch the hockey game.

Might help? Then again, it might be used for corduroy jacket patches and briar pipes.

Nicely done.

You missed the first part of his comment.