Docker Brains Out

Plus as soon as you breached the Patriots firewall, a very pissed-off Hugo Weaving would show up in a suit and sunglasses.

+1 cross-eyed crossover

Then #6, the keychain fob, so he can have a nice gift to remember you by as he serves as all-time designated driver.

I laughed so very loud and so very long at that photo.

The bad news: The Indians ruined “Drink a shot with Josh Gordon every time the Indians score” night.

My wife and I went through ten years of IUI and IVF without success (which were covered by insurance). We then decided to participate in an embryo donation program, which produced our daughter and made us happier than we ever thought possible. The whole experience taught me:

This last episode and episode 8 gave me some hope that the narrative is still going somewhere. But the pacing in this season was for shit. There have been some Basil Exposition episodes in the past, a necessary evil when juggling so many storylines, but they would connect to episodes where something cool happened and…

Boy, this incident is going to seem like a cake walk after they play the Bags of Rolled Up Change Fest. However, at least at that gig, they do get to keep any money that hits them.

Excellent explanation of why what she did is wrong — way to summarize it so clearly and concisely.

This was such an intelligent, well-written, mature comment that I felt bad about reading it without my pants on.

You know, this gender double standard is sickening. A female catcher shoves someone twice on their way home and she gets away with it. But I shove someone on the way home from a softball game, and I get a citation for public drunkenness and a court date.

As a grown-ass man, I would have given the ball to a kid if it was a foul ball.

It amazes me that I can read something this jaded about services where you have access to millions of albums for less than the price of the Cure CD I bought in 1987 when I got my first CD player. Back then if a compact disc was $11.99, you felt like it was your lucky day. Oh, how I used to love going to Tower Records…

Even his abs have pleats.

The double-pistols down the bannister is the most Woo a Woo movie can get.

I prefer The Killer over Hard-Boiled because of the intersection of bullet bukkake and buddy comedy bromance. The opening scene of Hard Boiled is more dazzling, but the cool brutality of the dapper Chow Yun-Fat gunning down everyone in the back room of the club hits a little harder for me. Plus the scene where Chow…

Rahm Emmanuel: [Reads Deadspin]

Oh, it’s a scene, man.

I agree that flipping a bat is not cool. Flipping another player on his back? Awesome.