Iiiiiiiin south Philadelphia with my mom
Up the first-base line was where I had my glove on
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ in my seat
And a foul ball comes shootin’ outside of my reach
When the only other kid who gave the slightest shit
Started out first and beat me to it
He got one little hug when he handed me the ball
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I know it’s shitty but reality is Deadspin isn’t NY Times. Also, this is a heavy topic does the author have enough credibility to handle it?
If my co workers were in a salary litigation I wouldn’t comment either. Also, did you consider your status as a blogger for Deadspin probably doesn’t warrant a response?
“Oh, and the gender discrimination lawsuit they filed against U.S. Soccer...”
Have you checked to see if they’re legally barred from discussing the issue while the lawsuit is ongoing? This isn’t a criticism, I’m legitimately curious.
What an absolute fucking cop out.
lolololol what the hell that was the most ridiculous possible response
This is disingenuous. Do not pretend as if the political content of splinter, deadspin, jezebel, gawker, etc are completely separate spheres. and do not pretend like the commentary is basically “everyone and everything is shit (particularly competing sites) and while we pretend to be no-bullshit truth tellers, people… Read more
Wow, choosing this week to decrease their social media profile? These guys don’t have an original bone in their body.
That Comanche is fairly capable, there are quite a few videos from JCR of them wheeling it after SEMA last year. It was on loan to Mamba, and got a lot of attention in their booth from what their rep was telling me.
I stopped to grab more photos, we designed the Mclaren inspired gauges and dash treatments. Ironman 4x4…
Worked pretty well actually.
Warning: May Cause 'Eye Damage
Right Arm Sold Separately
Warning: Results Not Typical
+1, Brian. I would've assumed the creator of Faces of Death was some devil-worshiping, sadistic freak, like Kathy Griffin, not an affable Jewish guy.
Never, ever get that list of successful orphans in the same room as Travis Henry, his bank statements, and a handgun.