I had to google “identitarian”

love too use the logo of a sports team known for its foreign-born superstars to be the symbol of my anti-immigration movement

The only thing goofier than stealing the Red Wings logo with pretty much no context is calling a piece of cardboard a “shield”

Fucking idiots, the wheel is obviously moving in a direction towards the left.

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I see no difference between this and a slugger starting down a bp coach and flexing after taking him yard.

So if he’s going “SCOREBOARD!” to selectively-released two-week-old sparring footage against an out-of-shape sentient stereotype, how can anyone possibly still consider putting money on this jabroni?

It’s the classic bar room hypothetical “would you get in the ring with Mike Tyson for one round for a million dollars” played out for real and we’re all funding it. 

This is the biggest conjob in modern boxing history. McGregor is gonna lose, possibly by TKO, he knows it and he doesn’t care because he’s gonna take his massive check and retire afterwards.

Goddamn I hope an earthquake swallows that arena on 8/26.

Look, I don’t know boxing all that well, but both those guys in the ring look like complete jamokes. This was filmed in your local “UFC gym,” right?

The saddest fight I’ve ever seen was Mayweather Arturo Gatti. He dominated him in a way I’ve never seen in pro boxing amongst guys at the title-fight/big PPV level. It was everything I’d heard Ali Holmes was. A rematch on 8/26 would be a better fight than what we’re going to see.

I once got so drunk that I got into a fight with a bar stool. I’d say this qualifies me to fight Mayweather except that the stool won.

I’m going to make a Gantt chart to maximise my potential to TOUCH SOME BUTTS

So what is the difference between a date and a pre-date? Or do people not use the term “pre-date” anymore? I think coffee, or even a drink after work, for 15-30 minutes is a pre-date date. 1-2 hours is a date date.

I read this when it went viral. Honestly I thought Lisette was as douchey as the guy who tried to make The Bachelor his real life. It’s one thing to get tipped off by the bartender “hey this dude does one on one speed dating all the time so run” so you stick around to save the next girl. Maybe you’re still at the bar…

From personal experience, I can say that no, men in DC really are such massive fucking cunts.

I hope this guy doesn’t think this interview makes him look any better (he probably does, because he is a selfish idiot!). Arguing the semantics of the word “date” doesn’t make what he did not dickish.

This seems like a happy ending for all the women involved. They made new friends and avoided spending any more of their precious time on this dick bag. Everyone in this story that I don’t hate wins!