Dammit, you’re right.

Drew, I indulged in the same bullshit and so I am in no position to judge. It IS possible to change one’s attitude for the better towards different groups of people. It’s not being “PC.” It’s not being a suddenly-delicate snowflake. It’s called “growing the hell up.”

The fact that they practice at a college of osteopathic medicine makes more and more sense every day.

I’d be stupid NOT to do this!

The only thing missing from that play was “BAMF!” and a cloud of brimstone.

N’yo-hoooo, that’s good Kinja!

“Alright, I’m going to watch that TD pass to Hollins only two more times.”

I think it would be a small but appropriate gesture in memory of his character to play a piece from Mozart’s “Requiem” at his service.

Maybe he’ll lob some fire extinguishers off the back of a flatbed?

I am often described as “unintentionally mellow,” by both friends and enemies alike.

There really is no good reason to leave the house anymore.

That is the worst fucking maze I’ve ever seen.

“I’ve often said there’s nothing better for the outside of a Jedi than the inside of a Tauntaun.” —L. Skywalker

He looks like a sentient stack of Communion wafers.

Hell, I’m white and I don’t trust them, either. What do they think they’re blending in with, besides each other?

This is almost as bad as when she told the story about her trip to an Italian vineyard and she got to soak a bunch of corks.

YOU’RE NOT MY SUPERVISOR!!!

Hey, when you’re right 52% of the time, you’re wrong 48% of the time!

This game reminded me of the best day I ever spent with my dad. We were watching TV when the Saints — who were 4.5 point favorites but only up by three — kicked a meaningless field goal to cover the spread.