Watching the Canadian media having to shut the fuck up in 2008 was a glorious thing to behold. The narrative through the playoffs was that a team with too many Europeans couldn’t win the cup and then a team with 8 Swedes and a couple Russians won the cup.

Same with my cousin. “Oh Charlie joined the army? Guess he pissed off the mafia again.”

Why not run up the score, who gives a shit? It’s basically practice at that point in the game and believe it or not coach, some of these kids would like to actually make some fucking money at some point for playing basketball their whole lives.

Yup, I’m from Detroit born and raised so Windsor is basically my other Detroit with weird money. Couple people in my crew always wanted to go to the strip club and I always said “Oh, we HAVE TO go to Windsor. They’ll do shit with a looney you’d never expect. They get creative with it.”

Yes yes yes yes. I’m trying really hard to clean up my language IRL and online, and then shit like this comes along and I start screaming “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITTY FUCK FUCK GODDAMMIT FUCKING TITTY SHIT DICK DICKITY DICK FUUUUUUUCK!” And then I call my mom and tell her that I love her and I’ve been a good boy. And…

Nah, my guess is there’s not much to grip down there. Vice grips might be overkill. I’d go with the needle nose pliers.

“DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM? I’m a pretty big wheel down here on the Greenwich town meeting board!”

(expletive) you (expletive) I don’t (expletive) play (expletive) you (expletive) AND your mother (expletive)

Funny thing about reporters, it’s their job to ask very obvious questions that everyone wants an answer to. It’s sort of their thing. Like as in their actual job.

For sure. It’s not like the Giants or the Jets where the press is out to hang them if they lose a meaningless game in week 7. Seattle has it easy, since no one gave a crap about them 5 years ago and they’re well on their way back to that in the next few years.

Yeah Hollywood. It had nothing to do with the totally complacent and complicit media who gave him basically 24/7 ad time for 15 months. But sure, Hollywood totally botched this shit.

9 year old girl boxers these days just have no balls. It ain’t like the good old days where a little girl boxer would down wood LIKE A REAL MAN.

Now hickory, that’s a fight I can Respect. This birch shit is Mickey Mouse stuff.

Really sucks for her too, since her dad has her fighting trees for training. Poor kid’s hands will be a busted mess before she’s old enough to fill out an application at the dive strip club she was destined to end up working at.

Peas. Why doesn’t she use peas. I can smell that nightmare through my lapper and I want to kill myself.

#just saying I’m a complete asshole and I can’t recognize how my mistakes could have been mitigated by simple birth control. HashtagIAMAMORON

“Even though I love the sport, I’d smack them in the mouth if they said they wanted to play football.”

Except for the part where I just have normal conversations with normal people who aren’t giant dicks. You may wanna reread that history and then think about why your perspective on that is skewed. (hint: it’s because you’re terrible.)

In the OHL my team is the Windsor Spitfires. Some of the funnest games I’ve ever been to. GO SPITS! GO SPITS! GO SPITS! Also, the Oshawa generals can go fuck themselves in the ear, then go fuck themselves in the other ear and go get their fucking shine boxes.

Licorice rope SUPERVISOR, TYVM.