“Ok, great training day guys! I saw a lot of hustle out there! Let’s bring it in! C’mon, everyone, bring it in! We all in? Ok, Jihad on three. One... Two...”

I see what you did there.

Platypus won’t kill you? Read some Patrick O’Brian and you might be a little skeptical of that. They are one of the only venomous mammals alive.

As a father of two girls, I accept.

I'll hold him while you punch him, if you want.

Have you been to Frinkiac? It will destroy your life.

The turf at Candlestick was so bad it was a selling point for building a new stadium. York must be dreaming of his next new stadium already.

In case you need/want to take over.

Just discovered Frinkiac. All subsequent posts will be Frinkiaced.

It’s part of the code of the schoolyard, Marge! The rules that teach a boy how to be a man! Let’s see; don’t tattle, always make fun of those different from you, never say anything unless you’re sure everyone feel exactly the same way you do, coin flips have to actually flip.

Truer words have never been spoken.

Whose winter are these for? Arkansas? You wear these this weekend in Minnesota and you will DIE!

Whose winter are these for? Arkansas? You wear these this weekend in Minnesota and you will DIE!

My fondest wish is cancer would get cancer and die. Sad.

Preach, Sam.

Why not?

Kluwe is alright but this is some pretty lame crap from “Ragnar”.

Read the first line and immediately started humming Dexy’s Midnight Runners.

I do! I can’t sleep without noise. We had non-stop take offs and landings until Gorbachov came along.