Thank goodness, I'd hate to see the passive-aggressive e-mail you'd have to send if you guys had drawn them.

Today's stage was fucking nuts. I can't ever remember so much crashing when the weather was good. Voeckler really gave it a go at the end, I thought with those winds he might have had a chance. There's bound to be an attack that stays out soon (maybe even tomorrow, depending on who the leaders will let go).

Ha, don't feel like an asshole. In all seriousness, your cold is probably bringing you far more misery than my surgery brought me - it was such not a big deal in the end.

I had my surgery last week. I'm doing really well, feel fine so far. I do have a gnarly scar.

Oh. Please post it. Or else PM me.

I have cancer in the middle of the summer.

I don't know that I was giving POSITIVE feedback. More like horrified feedback.

Oh. Wow.

"No baby, it'll be fun. Here, just let me... no, tilt your head to the- wait, chin down some more, now I'll just put this there and awwww yeah."

You know what, fuck this. You two assholes aren't allowed to comment in the same thread anymore until one of you changes your avatar or loses your star or gets a different first letter in your name or something. GOSH.

Tomorrow I plan to eat an entire large meat lover's pizza, but with a diet Coke.

Have you ever heard of Kevin James?

"Wait, we can use toes as an excuse for failure now?"

+1 bunch of bananas.

Maybe, although I don't know what I can use to represent David Haye's career trapped inside that guy's rusty cage.

Make sure every comment is about Mantracker. I feel like there is more to be explored there.

It is kind of amazing how awful the commenting is on some of the other Gawker sites. They all have their quirks and rules, but it's surprisingly how much unoriginal shit you can get away with on, say, Jalopnik.

Good lord. I want to see the referrer analytics on that. What fucktard site linked to it?

Slightly moist, steamed buns are delicious. Soggy buns are not. There is a fine line.