A Capela sucks. Needs backup.

You should watch now. The league is fast, skilled, and complex. The slogan for the ‘99-’00 season was Old Men Missin’ Shots.

You heard it here first: the phrase “Discount Nazis” has legs.

The rare occasion when looking like a young Sam Perkins is meant as a compliment.

Next year in Jerusalem: Amar’e, the US embassy, and Jay Z throwing mazel tov cocktails.

He’s only going to sit because he insisted on rubbing some dirt in there and hustling back.

Triangulating from the tank top pictures and the last one, I’m guessing “really weird left nipple.”

There’s something to be said that Making America Great Again should mean that we don’t take our rights and those of others for granted and we continue to stand up for what is right.

“That’s not a crime, that’s TEAMWORK!!”

Fuck. He’s gonna get a cabinet post, isn’t he.

Can’t wait for the inevitable misogyny-laden vulgar messages coming from the athletes at Smith.

My favorite pic is Trump trying to look down Ryan’s shirt.

Trump Cologne: Stink of Power

My favorite show on tv. Not only are they the only sportscasters whose politics talk doesn’t make me lunge for the mute button, I find myself comforted by their takes.

A little too soon to be mocking folks for blowing a huge lead in a national contest, Barack.

She should be thanking god right now that he wasn’t made of pop rocks.

Worse than being unfunny, IT WASN’T EVEN IN ENGLISH. Sad.

I’m fucking with you. I didn’t vote.

Don’t blame me, I voted for Jill Stein.

This is devastating. It’s disgusting.