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But was there butthole?

The man shows his ass on Twitter on a daily basis, he’s just using visual aids for once.

Is there any proof this guy’s a pro boxer besides the original article saying he is? Boxrec.com is the official record keeper for boxing events worldwide, and they have no record of him at all.

Fixed your graphic:

This is a step up from the usual Penn State Robbery story involving a 12-year old’s innocence.

The doctors examined him after the fight and, instead of taking him to the hospital in the ambulance that was standing by, said he was probably fine and could wait to get fully checked out until tomorrow. Shortly after that, he starts vomiting and showing even more symptoms of a severe brain injury, and instead of an

HBO didn’t set up anything. The fight promoter is the one who matches up fighters for the card, negotiates with their managers, and pays out the contract. If HBO is interested in airing the fights, they pay the promoter a fee for broadcasting rights. Most of that fee is used to pay the fighters, so it’s typically a

We all know which cereal, don’t we?

That’s why you break up a standard slice of cheese into quarters and stack the mini-slices in a tower on the top of the burger. By the time you take them off, the cheese has melted but isn’t dripping off the edges either.

I think you mean the UFC. Or both, really.

After all those years in Detroit, I can’t blame him.

No pressure, making fun of you is pretty easy; There’s probably a lot more people doing it than you realize.

I think someone needs to enjoy a steaming cup of shut-the-fuck-up while the rest of us warm ourselves by laughing at the dumpster fire that is the knicks. And, hey, thanks for caring enough about the knicks to take the time to comment on a post about them, I’m sure somebody has to appreciate it.

Then you’re going to lose to the person who pays attention to what punches you like to throw on instinct, adjusts their strategy accordingly, starts setting traps by leaving openings in their defense for you to instinctively try and capitalize on, then catches you with counters and drops you on your ass.

I think Polanski’s holding out for the eventual movie about the U.S Gymnastics scandal.

Somebody needs to talk to Mike Mignola and get an ok for a Hellboy skin...

Is he trying to look like Eddie Murphy in The Nutty Professor, or was the glasses/pornstache/multiple-chin combo a happy accident?

Sweet merciful zombie Jesus, let this be sarcasm.