This is very depressing and only goes to prove that God hates Jags.

You probably should've posted this yesterday so Heat fans would've known to show up.

Dear Dexter,

Well this brought back a flood of memories.

Slavery? No, no. If you want to know what actual, current day slavery is like, visit the people that make the shitty shoes that bankroll the training table where you shove more calories down your fuckin' gullet in one sitting than they see in a week. Then you'll beg to have your ACL torn for my amusement.

Eight Semesters a Slave doesn't exactly pack the same emotional punch.

Jesus Christ, Gilbert Gottfried. It's been over 2 years! LET IT GO!

Aaron Hernandez apparently went to the party as Aaron Dobson. "Get it, I got no hands!"

This picture was taken last week in Portland, OR.

Ha ha soccer!

Christ... Maybe we should just have the Blues forfeit the rest of the week to be safe.

Monday Night Futbol?

But can we still say Romo choked the game away? It's more fun that way.

(Old man fakes out opponent, drives and dunks.)
(Crowd goes wild.)
(Old man sets pick, rolls to the baseline for an alley-opp.)
(Crowd goes wild)
(Old man dribbles aimelessly for 22 seconds, attracts a triple-team, refuses to acknowledge open man, chucks 32 footer and erroneously yells "Bucket!" as the ball caroms high…

Coming soon: the final installment, featuring Uncle Tom as the perimeter sharpshooter with unimpeachable fundamentals.

It wasn't the makeup that fooled people, it was Nate Robinson playing unselfish basketball.

"Hey old man get off the court we are trying to play! Move it grandpa! Oh wait, aren't you .. you kinda look like .. nah it couldn't be.."

I hope everyone enjoys this as much as I did:

On the bright side, Tony Romo actually forced a team to manufacture their own comeback instead of packaging their comeback in a neatly-wrapped terrible pass-to-no-one gift.