Why, despite all the good stuff I’ve seen on here, am I convinced this can’t be topped.

100% ok to be disappointed he’s taking a break. 0% ok to be a raging dick and demand he make videos for you nonstop. Its not the same level of a break that Nostalgia critic took (granted NC was planning on quitting permanently), but if it refreshes him half as much his show would be in a great place.

As Adrian Beltre approaches his 3000th hit, and almost assuredly being voted into baseball’s hall of fame, I just want to say that this is, without a doubt, the greatest moment of this man’s career.

Patrick has been fired for not referencing the extensive real-world history of ballistas being used to kill flame-breathing magical lizards the size of 747s.

Before going back to re-read the headline of this article, I was really unsure where your comment was going.

How is babby formed?

May I just say WHAT THE LITERAL FUCK IS GOING ON HERE.

If you are stupid enough, in America’s moral climate, to do *anything* that might even *hint* at being questionable on a state/employer/whoeverthefuckcanbeFOIAed phone, you deserve every ounce of idiocy that will rain down on your idiot head for being an idiot.

You forgot about the inevitable condescending comment with a fundamental error. That’s way more boring.

Damn, you suck

“This time, don’t be afraid to lean into it.”

I’m 100% in on pieces detailing the subtleties of things that look easy but are actually really, really hard.

I didn’t understand a word of this article and then I watched the video and my god, that was insane.

I never thought I’d be interested in snooker, but now I actually am. Well played.

Of course he won! The butler keeps putting the ball back on the table in the same exact fuckin’ spot!

Folks, this is what happens when you demand Deadspin stick to sports.

BBC Radio 5.

Listening to all of these different calls really hammers home how much Joe Buck sucks. I mean, the Spanish calls have more passion, the British call just sounds more poetic and refined, and the Austrian call—despite me having no clue what they’re saying—has that fascist, warlike “je ne sais quoi” to it.

You root for some random ass teams.