Borcnation
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The crowd really went cuckoo for Coco Gauff.

The dog is still alive. It’s your friend who is dead.

Somewhat off-topic but I recently learned that my best friend literally sent his dog to live at a farm upstate when he moved to a smaller apartment and it’s been messing with my head ever since.

“Good comment”- Herschel Walker

Russ for Kyle Lowry and another couple firsts. Let’s keep this going baby! No hangovers!

Yet another gruesome reminder that the single most dangerous thing we all do is drive. Pay the fuck out of attention to not only what you are doing, but what everyone else is too.

You’re a friggin’ psycho!

As a medical writer, this article is complete garbage. I like—dare I say LOVE—using different kinds of dashes in all my science-related learning material (in fact, 80%–90% of all pieces I write use at least one hyphen, en dash, and em dash). They just need to be used properly. 

There should be a short dash and a long dash

Dashes ranked.

Fats and oils are the conduits through which flavor travels.

So lemme get this straight: 85% lean chuck (with ground brisket? what?) mixed with frozen, shaved butter.

Uhh, yeah, that’s uhh exactly the point of the article?

Man, Venus Williams is the best.

Soon we’ll all be coo-coo for coco gauff

One thing I hate about writers is when they write something that causes a swift and broad backlash, and their defense is “You misunderstood what I meant,” as if that is a valid defense for a person whose job it is to convey ideas to third-parties via the written word. I write for a living, and if someone who is

“They come here to eat our delicious roast beets and sausage stews that we eat for our single meal a day. They take our jobs shucking iron in the Steel Crop Fields of which we make our careers. When we come home to listen to the daily radio telecast, they are speaking a different language.”

“Today I wrote a piece attempting to explain the view of ordinary people (i.e. people who agree with me)." -Posted from inside a luxury bunker penthouse, eating raw oysters on furniture made of poor people standing very still. 

Meanwhile, Dan Shaughnessy’s left doing the chores:

Not surprising - he doesn’t believe in things that are round.