I love relitigating 2016. There’s no downside to arguing over the past. So much less risk than figuring out how to win in 2018. Let’s keep this up forever.
I love relitigating 2016. There’s no downside to arguing over the past. So much less risk than figuring out how to win in 2018. Let’s keep this up forever.
You know what should get said more though? Fuck people in the rust belt. Fuck them. Both she and Donnie campaigned for two fucking years, and they’re going to base their vote on who flew into town more often? That’s how you vote? Based on who visited you, instead of some other Americans. You didn’t have all the…
I’m a liberal, and even I have to agree with your point.
Seriously?!?
The only thing worse than conservatives still trying to put Clinton in jail is liberals trying to turn her into a martyr. As if her disastrous campaign had nothing to do with her own mistakes and missteps. She’s just as much at fault as the inbred trailer dwellers that voted Trump in.
Too edgy. This is why you get Maroon 5.
I’m sure that Matchstick Cannonade or Shirley’s Temple or whoever puts on a great show, but let’s be real.
ahahahaha that’s awesome. Guess I can’t even name a Maroon 5 song, gun to my head
“um, it actually turned out that we can’t afford LL Cool J, but we were able to book Chris O’Donnell and his ska band”
That’s a song by Train which, oddly enough, is not the same band as Maroon 5.
I named my (now dead) dog after Alex from Stroh’s.
Still more entertaining than “Drops of Jupiter”
At least carrots are good for the eyes.
We’re only three years away from an austere, silent 35-minute salute to the flag at halftime, where anyone who has the gall to blink gets buried up to their neck in an anthill.
If a 30-second ad costs $5 million, Hellmann’s is really going all-in with this move.
Slayer is on their final world tour. The Super Bowl would have been a fitting end to that. Especially if they played “Mandatory Suicide” and“Expendable Youth” at a football game.
GWAR got robbed. Again.
The Superbowl half-time show continues it’s proud tradition of being as exciting as a plate of steamed carrots.
Sure, you could say that about the owners box at a Skins game, so it’s really 6 of one, half dozen of the other.
Fresh off admitting that their 200,000-person season ticket waiting list never actually existed...