Ben Roethlisberger? I believe it’s spelled Ben Ghazi.

I work with the public, so if that’s the drawback of being famous, I’ll take it. Gilbert Gottfried could bust in on me taking a shit every day, record, narrate it, and post it online and I’d be the happiest son of a bitch on the planet.

The moon also rises.

What’s with Hillary’s teeth? Looks like she ate a bowl of beans before she came out on stage.

The 16-bit ghost of Les Miles.

Michelle Obama’s expression tells me she just realized Dubya had soiled himself.

Confirmed.

“You wouldn’t ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had damaged petals. On the contrary we would all celebrate its tenacity. We would all love its will to reach the sun. Well, we are the roses, this is the concrete, and these are my damaged petals.”

To be fair, even the writers for Yahoo don’t read their content.

What a Newby.

Being forced to move to Cleveland is generally accepted in the court system as extreme cruelty.

Would you empty your 401k to turn a basement into a rental property that would in turn pay 80% of your current mortgage?

That second pass interference penalty was called as Martellus had the defender essentially in a headlock with his fingers inside the his helmet but who gives a shit. Look in the mirror, Houston. New England just showed you how to consistently win games while starting a third-string quarterback.

Thom Yorke looks good.

I can’t wait for them to incorporate the hot spots from NBA Jam Tournament Edition.

“Locking arms” should be the third option for the truly pathetic.

I’m still taking this guy first overall.

This is an excellent review of Silverchair’s “Tomorrow”.

I like the back to back plays where Wentz just slings the ball 70 yards down the field, as if he is reliving the glory days of Paw making him chuck clay pigeons all day.