Agree, zero chance I would share a bed with anyone in my league, especially given the amount of rosterbating they do.

This is why I wish they had adapted Ernest Hemingway’s Batman vs. Superman, where the two heroes sit in a Spanish cafe, sipping drinks and having a conversation about a bullfight that reveals their desire to kill something with their bare hands, without the aid of gadgets and solar radiation, like men.

Plus an entire belt’s worth of vacuum attachments.

We spend so much working—not just time, but the mental and emotional energy to make and keep a career going—that these kind of relationships are crucial to helping you get through the hours and days and weeks and years. When you lose on one of those connections, regardless of why, it casts a cloud over this very big…

The Tampa Bay Buccaneers: Playing Like an Expansion Team for 40 Years!

It is amazing how they do this, but I also think it would be even better with a bigger field, more players, and physical contact. Imagine a Radball player on a breakaway, almost ready to shoot, when out of nowhere a defender appears to pop a wheelie and save a goal by dropping “The Huffy Hammer” on him.

I imagine even a relaxing masturbation session looks like their penis is invading their hand.

Marshawn Lynch’s Former Childhood Friend: Hey, Marshawn, let’s play chicken.

Wouldn’t a guy thinking he’s a first-round pick, then learning he isn’t considered one, motivate him to play harder in that game? Sort of like Charles Jefferson thinking Lincoln High smashed up his Camaro?

It’s like someone gave a career in television to the worst dorm roomate ever.

“And so verily I say unto you, should a man slip a ring on the finger of another man as thou wouldst a woman, then all men shall be considered to have a P up their collective Bs.” — Paul’s Fourth and Definitely Last Letter to the Shirtless Man With the Holy Temple Abs

We’re getting broken-ass games today because the consoles can handle patches now, and thus the publishers/developers abuse this power.

Andy Fletcher: You got a problem with my strikezone?

Hot Fuzz is the only one of the triology I didn’t like. I love Shaun of the Dead because I think it’s the most organic of the three. The character interactions and story development feel the most natural to me, and the zombie/horror movie influences are not added so winkingly as they are in Hot Fuzz. The World’s End…

This article immediately got me thinking of what stupid NBA 2k trade they could pull, but I don’t see what the Bulls could give them. They don’t have high enough draft picks. Niko is the only valuable young player right now, and there is zero chance they trade him. I don’t think the Kings would take Noah and Taj plus…

It reminds of a time when I was a kid and my dad took me to see Octopussy. The theater mixed it up with the adult version of the same name. After my mom found out, she wanted to sue, but the lawyer said we had no case because my dad and I stayed to watch it twice.

“...is there a more disgusting artificial flavor than grape?”

Because it’s the only snack they allow you to bring into the ballpark.

Fourteen seconds for ladies’ fight? That’s an outrage. Why, Lucy Webb Hayes once grappled with Susan B. Anthony for a fortnight over whether the women of America would throw themselves into the temperance or suffrage movements. It took them six days just to remove their outergarments until they reached their unitards.…

Hell no on living with insects for a day for any sum of money. One of the most frightening movies I saw as a kid was The Incredible Shrinking Man because he had to fight a big hairy spider. There is no amount of money in the world that could convince me to do that.