Idiot celebrated for being strong idiot

Mormons hate well-spokane women.

"Nuke it 'til it glows" is also how I prefer to cook a frozen bean and cheese burrito.

Not gonna lie I might crossover for the Biebz.

"They both look like sports to me."

I feel badly for this girl. If anyone deserves to be clapped off the court, it's the New York Knicks

I've heard of sitting on it for a while until it goes numb, but wrapping it in athletic tape, well, that's a whole new ballgame.

It's good Jacobs didn't rush to call Harbaugh out. If he did, he probably would have fumbled his words a bit before the line gave out on him.

Brandon Marshall just seems pissed that there's no smoking allowed in the Pro Bowl green room.

Substitute "head" and "chairs" with "face" and "ropes" and you've got your second Lisa Ann article of the week.

There's only one person to blame for the selfie craze making it to Minnesota. I'm looking at you, Brett.

Nevermind.

He surely earned at least half of his salary just by thinking up new ways to penalize thuggish players for illegal hits to the head while allowing us to still enjoy clean, healthy helmet-to-helmet smashes are still awesome.

The punchline involves Hull tossing the car keys onto Berry's desk and leaving Chase to face his wrath.

The touch of a blacksmith.

The "Filthy Splitters" is also the name of the homosexual terrorist group invading Sochi, coincidentally.

"Rich, will you please just calm down, this is a charity softball game. Besides, I really don't think I was crowding the plate. And then to throw at me, overhand nonetheless. I really think you should take a step back and think about what you've done. This is supposed to be a slow pitch game, Rich. Lobs. You do know…

He approves.

Beadles are like cockroaches. You can't get rid of 'em, and it sucks to wake up with one in your bed.

The obvious choice here is Tyler Perry. He has experience with The Browns, and guarantees millions will tune in no matter how poor the talent.