The bulk of my collection was around 88-91, so yeah, this is my jam.

If you can’t trust your cocaine dealer, who the hell can you trust? Life is hell

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Counterpoint: Junkrat is amazing.

I am telling you: The Motherfucking Patriots will get him and develop some heretofore unheard of defensive position that will drive everyone nuts for 10 years.

Let’s all pour one out for Larry.

The latter. But it would be, like, hep slang among teenagers in a world with zombies.

Oh, it’s just Carl. Whew. That guy sucks. I thought for a second that Coral died because you posted a picture of him.

No, fuck that. Little truth time. I was savagely bullied from about 1st grade through Highschool. Small school, and it was one kid for 8 years that made every day of my life hell, but nothing ever happened to him because his daddy donated an entire fucking wing to the elementary school. I was undersized and had/have…

Man that is messed up, and right after he shoots Richie Incognito, I really think we need to take his guns away from him.

This is heartbreaking and beautifully written. RIP, Max.

Like most athletes who wind up in Sacremento, he was confused, upset, and looked for any way to get the hell out of there.

When you woke up this morning, did you think of yourself as someone who would call the teenaged survivor of a mass shooting a liar on the internet, or are you surprised to learn that about yourself?

I see how it is—when LeBron yells defensive coverages to his colleagues, he’s the best player of his era but when I yell offensive coverages to my co-workers I have to go to HR and explain that I was just quoting New York Times columnist, Quinn Norton.

I wouldn’t put it past Bill to send him out as a Trojan coach to screw over an already weak team, just to make sure the Patriots have a 15% better shot of winning some game in a year or two.

Aw. Prayers up for you, buddy.

An appropriate homage to former Eagles coach Buddy Ryan’s 4'6" defense.

There’s times when I’m like “It’s just a fun little mobile game with people wandering around catching stuff. How are there ‘top-ranked’ players?” and then I get together with friends to catch stuff. They’re super in to it and sometimes they have us join up with raid groups around town and it’s like “Oh...” I do my…

Definitely. I was 11, and was an advance reader, when I first encountered it. I read it for English class in 6th grade, then devoured the next two in the series. Years later, I tried to come back to the same environment and either the writing or myself was different enough that I didn’t connect with later…