Sconnifornia
Sconnifornia
Sconnifornia

My first true memory of Vikings fandom came on my ninth birthday in 1998 when my aunt gave me tickets to see a game. I got to see rookie year Randy Moss torch the Bengals for a 61-yard TD. Our row won the “Row of Fame” and everyone was treated to a stale Dome Dog.

On a positive note, Jimbo can now check off “seeing the Eiffel Tower” on his bucket list. 

Also, 45th Parallel Distillery in New Richmond. They make a marvelous gin.

Thank you for that Dave; You are a great storyteller. Ill take a crack...

Clay needs to Pick Up The Pieces of his broken nose and get off that field.

It’s even worse where I live now, in North Carolina – people are obsessed with hanging runner-up flags from 153 years ago

confirmed moron Carter Page.

You should tweet that to him. As much as I hate the Seahawks, if correcting this turns Walsh’s career around, after the Vikings cut you both, that kind of karmic retribution would give me a shred of hope for humanity. And I don’t even believe in karma. Or humanity. Or hope.

We can throw out the board members if we really really want to, but there’s no reason to as long as HoF QBs keep landing in our laps

Before tonight, the closest Jerry Jones had come to being a Texan who co-opts civil rights movements was when he got a consolatory BJ after an L.

Calling someone a white supremacist simply because they embolden and espouse white supremacist ideals is like calling someone a pedophile simply because they sexually molest children.

Did they even look for the stripper who was wearing it?

The best HBO theme song is so obviously “Curb Your Enthusiasm”. It’s not even remotely a contest. Perfectly fitting.

“everything I just said may be a lie except for the dick part.”

The Lakers are in real trouble when Nick Young looks like the smart one.

You know, as someone who hated the Lakers for years pretty much just because of Kobe, I was a bit sad when the Mamba retired, because...who was left to hate? Just a bunch of kids breaking into the league. Sure, D’Angelo Russell had the thing with the video, but hate-worthy? Nah. But now, with Lonzo & Lavar in town, I

That’s a tomacco

I’m really pulling for Justin. His father is the pro at the club is belonged to outside of Louisville and I played with Justin maybe 50 times.