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I had this barber named Kahlid, he was a grad student at Wisconsin at a barber shop right off campus. I was a college grad and knew about this thing called tipping. It didn’t matter how many people were waiting, Kahlid would always call me to his chair as soon as I walked in the door. He did a great job too.

To clarify, because the 70's were a confusing time, that is a White woman.

If only the Space Force followed the same procedures.

This is the kind of shit we were eating in the 70's, so I think the occasional trip to Applebee’s would have been okay. (from Twitter, @70s_party)

A few years ago my aunts and uncles and some cousins on my mom’s side of the family came to New England to visit us. One part of her family is from Texas (I’ve visited, it was pretty cool) and the other are from where she grew up near Buffalo. Now Buffalo is known for two great culinary contributions to the american

If you’re washing your face with a poof, then there never was hope for you anyway

There’s already a moat there. It’s called the Rio Grande. 

For the longest time I was convinced moats were filled with alligators and crocodiles. In medieval Europe.

Step 1: a million edgy kids on their hoverboards mill around outside Area 51 until someone says “ok lol let’s do it yolo fomo

Other than airports, the only time I’ve been to Texas was driving through the panhandle on a cross-country trip. I had a guy threaten to “kick my ass,” call me a “flip-flop wearing California faggot,” and follow me in his pickup for a few miles because I had the audacity to agree with him, while in line at a gas

Re: Lounging

Regarding restaurants traveling back in time, I think the biggest question is whether or not you could get people to eat there in the 1950's. Tastes were just drastically different and all your customers were raised in that culture - nobody is going to eat your special sriracha burger in 1953; they’re looking at that

Far too many people, particularly on the right side of the political spectrum, treat their political affiliations as a tightly held identity. They also project this onto their perceived opposition, and it affects how they respond to everything. 

But they get so excited that it probably says “Deported” in Spanish.

I am reminded of an interview with some sports writer on KNBR (San Francisco) I heard, oh, 15 years ago or so (I think Ralph Barbierie was the interviewer). The writer (whose name I don’t recall) said something like “My father taught me: you don’t change what team you root for and you don’t change political parties.”

No, the tragedy of modern American politics is that one party is led by white nationalists and the other is led by spineless idiots convinced that the white nationalism is a phase and not the end result of 50 years of policy.

Many of them consider the very existence of ESPN-Deportes to be a personal attack against their way of life.

You see, this is why I’m moving on from Deadspin and their constant focus on politcs and heading more and more over to the Ringer where they are talking about the things that really matter to me as a sports fan like which Rom-Com from 2003 holds up the best. 

“Stick to sports!”