“I love Rex Ryan as much as the next fan, but a retread is a retread.”
This is so badass on Kobe’s part. I’ll flinch if someone on the other side of the room sneezes.
“According to his children, the dad’s last words were- and I’m paraphrasing here, your Honor- “I want to see a manager, those grills marks look crunchy and I’m allergic to crunchy.”
“What are thoooooose?”
Sports News Website Reports Sports News; Readers Outraged
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everything about this article is perfect.
Well the whole thing is way better. At first you assume he called all Dominicans stupid but you just find out he thinks the whole DR has a poor education system. Which is while an asshole thing to say is pretty true.
He has since lost that ability after suffering a torn ACL, a torn LCL, a dislocated ankle, a shattered pituitary gland, a ruptured torso, a broken liver, a torn bladder, a hatchet gun wound, and a full-body tumor.
I work at a library, so you can bet that I feel your pain.
Why Your Team Sucks is back, and, honestly, I’m happy. I can see the light at the end of this miserable, football-less tunnel.
Tommy Craggs gave me a second chance. I spent nearly three years writing for a different Gawker site, and I hit a point where I was just done. I couldn’t do it anymore. I was looking elsewhere, and my time at the company was up. I didn’t want to leave though, and in a passing conversation, I told Tommy I felt…
I’m trying to find the part where they answered the question.
Jamie Layton’s story reminds me of a famous story I heard when I was working at a regional theater festival.
I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know my cheddar biscuits will be free. And I won't forget the men who died, so I can bitch about automatic gratuity.
We had a kid show up to my boat. I talked to him and couldn't understand him but with his Spanish last name, figured no worries. So I called over my assistant who talked to him in Spanish. No luck.