I mean, I’m not saying I’m definitely going to use this to drink beer in the office... but I can’t really come up with a good way to end this sentence otherwise, sooooo, yeahhhhh...

Yeah, but seriously, Draymond Green can get fucked. I hope Timofey Mozgov breaks his arm off.

I was hoping for that.

This is like debating what kind of dogshit you’d rather be forced to eat.

I used to love it growing up, but haven’t paid attention in years; this year I made a big deal out of it with my kids, and they’re currently watching with rapt attention. Good race so far.

Since I have nowhere else for this hottest of takes: fuck that national anthem rendition and fuck Darius Hootie. Pitch all over the place, bizarre phrasing, terrible. The best part was when the F-18's flew over, because that meant his torturing of the anthem was over.

In fairness, he probably was/is drunk too.

TL;DR

“Finally, the great taste of Worcestershire sauce in a soft drink!”

I had noticed that myself - Velvia is known for over-the-top colors.

Man, I never leave shit behind when I camp, that’s just fucking rude and douchey. Fuck people who do that.

[slow clap]

This is top-notch Kinja

Hilariously bad Kinja.

Wait, have you never seen Terminator Salvation? That was the biggest piece of shit I’ve ever had the displeasure of wasting 2+ hours of my life on. Fuck that movie with a pointy stick.

I think there’s a guy down the road from OKC who has a little bit of free time on his hands right now and just happens to know a thing or two about throwing a solid right hook...

“Fahk-you-tow-nies!”

This is some delightful Kinja right here.

Defense/intelligence officials, sure. But not Hollywood screenwriters in 1987.

He’s Barry “Melonfucker” Petchesky, not Barry “Jackfruitfucker” Petchesky...