We are *thisclose* to a cruise for Juggaloes. Which will coincide with an on-shore zombie apocalypse, and leave them as the last bastion of humanity, a floating island of camaraderie and murder-rap.

+1

Hockey lends itself to these kind of things. I'm still in awe of how they used Band of Horse's "The Funeral" for the very end of the first 24/7 Penguins/Capitals episode. Magic in high-definition pixels.

Hey, Fartface, it was a joke, not a scientific examination. And frankly, I could care less about misinformation about steroids being out there.

He's a proud graduate of the Keanu Reeves School of Emotional Range.

Anyone else confuse "ejection" for "ejaculation," and still think that was a perfectly valid headline?

Large head, steroid junk, uncomfortable in his own skin. Yep. Barry Bonds.

That'll do, Puig. That'll do.

"You might, however, be a Pell Grant."

Yeah, but I live in a town of 42,000 with TWO Roy Rogers. LEESBURG WHAT?!?

"There's only two things I hate in this world. People who are intolerant of other people's cultures...and the Deutsch," exclaimed Rodman.

I prefer to add a dollop of dijon to my creamy slaw dressing, which enables it to be both. Don't tell my wife, though.

It's the classic slippery-slope argument...

And that, folks, is how Star Wars movies are made.

More like "Iron, mang."

I will drive the car in #6 at anyone who doesn't see how superior green is to the other flavors.

I thought I had this down, but the emergence of Angry Bird-themed variations has torn my world asunder.

In Mother Russia, Olympics is closer to wrestling.

it's still fun to gawk at