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I'm guessing that explanation was given by a guy who wanted you to swallow, because that makes zero sense. You're right on the second sentence though.

You are doing the straight, breast-loving men of the world a great service.

Making a choice != you are free from others' negative reactions

Hey, nothing wrong with digital brand strategists. Some of us are yinzer NFL fans!

We can mock this article, but isn't there a lot of truth here? Working in the NYC "elite liberal media" back in the day, the intellectual dudes there considered it a badge of honor to be able to talk about Chelsea's newly acquired striker, or whatever it is you call that guy who does the soccer thing. I NEVER hear

Something similar to this happened in Brazil (I think?) in the 1980s. A thief stole some scrap metal out of an old medical device that was erroneously not locked up, and it turned out to be a piece of cobalt-60 used for radiation therapy. The first thief and some of his friends died of radiation poisoning after he

I prefer "Yinzbro".

My favorite thing about Wicker Park is how they still consider themselves "edgy" despite having a Marc Jacobs boutique.

Also dating a blond girl named Lindsay or Lindsey who drives an Audi A4 with a MSU Kappa Alpha Theta sticker.

The worst is using a bag that has a hole you don't notice. Crumbled, pissed-in cat litter is the worst substance on Earth.

That's why you go to the Pumping Company near Loyola for penny pitchers and college girls!

(At least that was what to do in 1999.)

Viewers would absolutely go nuts, particularly after ESPN fanned the flames with 24-7 debate about it.

As someone with a similar arrangement, the system works.

I'll talk about taking a shit with my wife, but we still don't bust ass around each other. Some mysteries need to remain a mystery.

Ending a popular show is an unwinnable challenge, but this ending poured cold water over the very core of the show's premise. Not to mention they undid all of Barney's nine-season character development in the span of ten minutes.

For sure. The best parts of the show were always the one-off comedic ideas anyway: hot-crazy scale, Blah Blah, the musical number with the suits.

"How I Met The Writers' Narrative Pawn"

That scene made ME want to hang myself from the rafters out of depression.

Those are the best. I say nobody does packaged dessert-ish foods like Trader Joe's.