You forgot the one about not getting in a car wreck and approaching a house to get help.

Admit it: you knew your career was over when you signed with Tampa Bay.

Guest appearance by John Rocker.

Nasty Nate: Legend.

Curt Schilling makes it really hard for me to pull against cancer.

It’s way too early for you to be drunk as fuck.

Turds

Doge, UNLV AD.

The Battle of the Sandwich Board, replete with the Euro-posing “who are ya?” chant. Never forget.

As a white guy, I often have a hard time telling white guys apart. Accordingly, I often avoid looking in the mirror out of the fear that I might think someone broke into the house.

At first glance I thought that was a picture of Katherine Moennig, which gave me all sorts of L Word nostalgia. :(

are there non oval tracks in NASCAR??

And it still isn’t illegal for Christians to show their faith in public. When Christians are required by law to sew yellow crosses on their clothes, get back to me and we’ll talk.

A dickhead cop, and a runner with an overinflated sense of privilege had a surprise meeting on the side of the road.... what happened next will amaze you!

Given that Elle King’s Exes and Ohs makes Rebecca Black’s Friday sound like an inspired rendition of Ave Maria, I’d say that any subsequent cover of it will be deemed dead on arrival.

I had a former roommate do this to me once. In addition, in those days of landlines, he ran up a $300 phone bill before his hasty, unannounced departure.

Great, now I need to buy a new screen after punching that smug fucker’s picture. :(

At least it was a human being fed to a dog as opposed to the other way around.

And he endured Marcelo’s silly and petulant attempt to get him sent off.

God, just die already, Bernie. (Ecclestone, not Sanders)