It’s fair. One judge had it McGregor 115, Pacquiao 113.

This fucking dipshit is an approved commenter, and I’m not.

Dad?

The Alarm - Rain in the Summertime

The first blues album I ever heard was a greatest hits lp reissue from Muddy Waters’ days at Chess Records. I was sitting in my best friend’s room, senior year of high school, and I knew the name but had no idea wtf-

In his defense, this was quite the long write-up about Gerard Deulofeu, which is a bit like someone telling you what Panic! at the Disco is up to these days.

“More likely is that Deulofeu will only get a handful of starts in the meaningful competitions, spending most of the season cemented to the bench...”

Not very smooth. I was always taught by my Uncle Ritchie that to dance with the Bamba, one needs a bit of grace.

Ted Pretty? More like Theodore Presentable, at best.

A lightsaber handle, wrrrrr, wrrrrr

Okay Danny, time for a little story about the birds and the bees...

Thankfully soccer fans are used to exceptionally long periods of nothing happening.

I figured they would edit the two perspectives into one video, add some establishing shots, and some music to up the production value.

What begins with glue, ends in glue.

I know it when I see it.

His finishing move is “The Safe Space” in which he runs his opponent over from inside his Prius.

Listen buddy, this is AMERICA.

Listen, the Legion of Anointed Monk Exemplars did their best, but what do you expect?

But how do you know his mom isn’t the Tooth Fairy?