Damn, beat me to it.
Damn, beat me to it.
... when will we see our first sports star president?
What, Jezebel milk a perceived slight against women?
Men's worth, in contrast, is harmed by their association with femininity.
And slides and charts. And can we order takeout? Who want's takeout?
What, jobbed on a series of Ravens no-calls? Don't know what that's like.
Right, and OJ never killed anybody.
Nice.
It's based on Facebook data, right? Think about how the average age/gender/ethnicity of Facebook's users differ from the general public.
The center is usually the most-involved lineman on the field, calling out all the blocking assignments traditionally. You should up his intelligence score. Also, I've yet to meet an intelligent wide receiver or halfback.
I tried doing the Superdome. After six harrowing days, though, it just looks pretty shitty.
No. Of course not.
Looks like desks weren't the only thing Dan-o pounded back in the day.
God I need to get a wood-burning stove ...
+1
And here I thought the phrase M'elking it was a baseball reference.
Ah yes, the only thing as cliche as bland Super Bowl side-story coverage - bitching about cliche, bland Super Bowl side-story coverage.
Nice. Even God loves the Beadle.
Just what every die-hard Niners fan wants, breakfast with Troy Aikman.
Old White Booster is the runaway favorite. Dude hasn't been this upset since Nov. 6, 2012.