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I was at a bar in St. Louis yesterday waiting for my train back to Chicago. There was a 40 something year old guy at the bar who kept yelling “Goddamnit!” and “Come on!”. Figured it was because of the Cards losing, nope, according to our waitress, he got a rock of cocaine lodged in his phone somehow and couldn’t get

At least it was against the Powerhouse Braves. I expect the Cards will do better when they reach the softer part of their schedule.

Well, that about wraps up the case, then! Good work, detective!

Are you accusing Lilly King of doping? That’s kind of a big deal if you are, especially with zero evidence to accompany it.

That’s called “water polo”

You can always tell when swimmers beef. Just look for the bubbles.

Some of the twitter takes are pretty damn hilarious. What an amazing, breathtaking performance!

There’s a warning in the headline!

There’s a level on which my favorite part of this is the official press release containing the sentence “We are not screwing around, Philly.”

Only Philly would need elected officials who would actually make statements with actual reason in their response to dumpster-pools. Every other city would just go, “Gross.” and wait for the trend to stop after the participants succumb to leopidopteritis of the anal cavity, but Philly knows that no disease stops the

So what they are saying is that if you can fill it up without using a hydrant... game on.