To be fair, he does do a lot of chump-ass shit that warrants a fair deal of his earned trash talk. We can let it slide for a moment though.

Is your parents’ basement the extent of your lessee experience?

Homie’s renting.
Same shit/different pile.

Yeah, a false flag NBA truther opinion doesn’t change a thing. Lebron can’t melt steel beams, and there are chemtrails in the fluoride in our drinking water because Obama won’t say “radical Islam.”

How a country with the same relative population of Riverside, California (?) can manage to have a competitive team, I can hardly imagine. Especially in a country that’s never comfortably warm enough for shorts and a t-shirt.

C+ meme at best.
Will wait for the good ones to filter to the top and ignore the rest.

Great Kotaku gaming article.
Who needs to swim the dredges of Wordpress when you have a middlebrow editorial piece like this right here?

This is a good Kinja post.

That apostrophe...

P.S. Sorry if I came off like a douchenozzle.

I’m sure there’s a super-pedantic explanation that someone’s already pulling from Wikipedia, but the short answer is that b-sides are typically non-album tracks like the ones the band used to package with their singles and EPs. I think a lot of their b-sides got re-released as bonus tracks in some form or another, but…

I don’t think you understand what a b-side is.

Typica Bernie Bro, amiright?

It is so painful to admit how sharp Danny Ainge has been as a GM considering how insufferably doltish he still is.

Yo I gotta learn to read past the headline.

Apparently the legend was at least 51% achilles tendon, ‘cause I already said goodbye three years ago.

Woof. You know your fifteen minutes of fame are up when even the refs stop paying attention.

Fuck you and your cop fetishism. I hope you crash into a police car.

One of the worst tropes of sports journalism is the whole “couldn’t miss in that moment, blah blah blah, down to one chance” nonsense.