Way to mess with my bracket, Orange Fucking Packing Peanuts, aka Cheese Puffs.
Way to mess with my bracket, Orange Fucking Packing Peanuts, aka Cheese Puffs.
Tinder - that's that strange, yet compelling online game where the goal is see how many profiles-that-are-really-GFE/call girl-ads you can match with before getting the "there's no one around you" message, right? Take a drink for each of those matches, and then it can be quite fun.
"Criticism that I assume included phrases like Are you drunk right now?"
Leave it to those guys to make such a fuss.
"I know there's some blood on my hands here, too. Delicious, mumpy-flavored, life-giving blood." - Lou Lamoriello
- It's not in questionable taste, it's totally tasteless and repulsively ill-conceived and beneath even comedic cruiserweights like Rogen and Franco and company. I don't know how anyone was expecting an edgy, smart satire from them - who considers much of anything they do "edgy" or "satirical"? - but going by the…
"Y'all don't know many Whalers fans, do you?"
If even half the people who wear Whalers gear now ever went to the mall in the '90s to watch that team, they'd have stood a better chance of still propping up the Adams...er...Northea...Atlantic Division.
I'm going to start using this as the Alabama-relevant variation on the Bugs-sawing-off-Florida gif.
"when the Carabins blocked a would-be winning field goal"
Ok, so where do you put old-school social club bars in this ranking? Ethnic clubs and dusty social hovels with lots of wood paneling, flags and grizzly old codgers, I mean. I've had fleeting acquaintance with these places for post-christening receptions and family reunions, because my people aren't fancy enough to…
"5. Amtrak Bar Car
I think I speak for fans of all Pittsburgh's Metropolitan rivals when I say how good it is to hear about this clot's removal. Left alone...it'd have a real shot at finishing 3rd in the division.
Yes, it looks like they're in Fishkill, which is 10 minutes away from me. Even better, they sell their wares at the farmer's market which is 5 minutes' walk away. Then again, I've got a brand new, small, but interesting brewery 3 minutes stagger from my door, and Newburgh Brewing Company doing their thing a short swim…
I live in Beacon. Where in the fuck is Plan Bee Farm Brewery?
Your move, Jim Ross.
Barbecued Australian Cricketers, Ranked.
Le premier. Great piece.
"Mere soupçon of aggression"? You stated above that you can break a man's arm with one.