“Act like a professional” sounds weird coming from a team that committed three consecutive errors in a playoff game. Different strokes, I guess...
“Act like a professional” sounds weird coming from a team that committed three consecutive errors in a playoff game. Different strokes, I guess...
1. Anywhere.
Anyone mention ganglion cysts? I’ve got something resembling a golf ball lodged under my ankle. It doesn’t hurt, but it sure is irritating.
I still remember finishing my first marathon, and trying like to keep the nail on my big toe attached to my body. And then, two mornings later , I inadvertently kicked the leg of a stool, and that MFer popped off my toe like the hood of a car in a head-on collision. Horror and relief in the same breath.
Word*.
As a programmer person, I can confirm that being able to write clearly is a big deal in this industry. It’s amazing how many decent programmers people are hard to work with because they simply cannot communicate clearly.
I thought someone put you assholes out of business?
I thought someone put you assholes out of business?
Hooray, you.
Wasn’t Chris Peterson a candidate, too? Something about not being dynamic or charismatic enough to be in LA is what cost him the chance.
My wife and I were in the same situation when we first started dating. She’s a doctor and made significantly more than me. We went to a sports bar for our first date, and when it was time to close out the tab, each of us insisted we were going to pick it up. After some playful bickering, we decided a game of cricket,…
I think thinking it’s a big deal and making it a big deal are different. I’d say bite your tongue and play nice while you get used to it (if it even bothers you in the first place). Now, if the bigger earner is the one making it an issue, that could mean it’s going to be a currency throughout any relationship you…
That’s just the league office, whose function is to distribute money to all the teams in the league...which are all for-profit entities and therefore subject to the taxes.
Thanks fer yer mathin’!
Is that a verified Twitter account? I mean, the guy doesn’t even know how to spell his own coach’s name?
Ahem!
He’s lacking something, alright. I’ll bet it’s a chromosome.
Lemme guess: He stopped digging once he had a hole large enough to fit an entire NFL team.
Samer, who finds the photos used in the headlines? Someone needs to nominate that individual for a Pulitzer.
There is nothing more delightful on a raw oyster than a little bit of mignonette sauce. It acts like a force multiplier, so instead of only eating a half dozen you’re suddenly able to eat two or even three times that amount.
let’s fuck is the only emotion i’ve got.