I’m an almost-30 fat dude who’s gotten into lifting (Began with Starting Strength, moved over to Stronglifts 5x5 last week) in the last 2 months or so, and it’s awesome.

Mr Rogers. Forever and always Mr Rogers. Only Mr Rogers.

Lunches without 3 beers are against my religion.

Better than what he directed at Saban’s team the night before the 2005 Capital One Bowl...

Damnit Patrick, now I have to find a new celebrity to prop up as my “Cant grow hair in the area between my lip and my chin but that doesn’t make me any sadder of man” idol. Fuck my life.

I mean, I could see visiting Cincy to feel better about where I’m from...

I make such amazing grilled cheese sandwiches, it convinced my (now wife) to date me. I challenge this Viking to a cheeseoff.

Wow. I think a few people need to tune their sarcasm detectors.

I’m so glad she’s not a scientologist anymore, so I can go back to quoting her 1-episode master class from ‘Friends’

He goes to Ross Gellar’s Sad Men’s Club. Multiple floors, long elevator rides.

I thought flash was disabled in most modern browsers now?

He kinda looks like Grawp.

Quick question, does it have to make it there without bouncing? Or if it bounces far enough up to get into the zone, can it still be a strike?

I keep confusing Craig James and Trev Alberts.

Would have been so much better had you finished “Keep fuckin that chicken.”

I’m well aware why everyone hates Mou, but in this instance, Arsene avoided the handshake just as much as Jose did. The mututally detest one another, and neither was going to change that tradition today.

How in the world does this site go from hating her in the Fallon Fox comment section to praising her in this one? Ugh.

Ugh, everyone knows anything past medium rare is a waste of a good cut of meat.

No really, it’s a thing.

Which all line up to feed more people.