Scene: Gronk on his deathbed.
Scene: Gronk on his deathbed.
In one of those hands is a crack pipe.
How about Cleveland? They have a nice stadium and the citizens would finally have a chance to see a game with 2 professional football teams playing each other in it.
If they’re looking for an unoccupied space that’s hosted bowls, how about Mark Davis’ head?
Everyone knows you get seafood in Indianapolis.
Items on Joe Paterno’s latest expense report.
God’s Debris is the first non-Dilbert, non-humor book by best-selling author Scott Adams
McDonald’s pays a decent wage for the work being performed. I worked there as a teen and was treated well, and learned a lot about the responsibilities of being employed. I didn’t earn much money ($4.25/hr back then), but I consider it to have been paid training.
Referees are, most of the time, not allowed to call games. Its the league or the tournament diretor who can do that. I am a ref myself and have been in a ton of situations where I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that the game is going down a dangerous path, but am told that the parents have paid “good money” so…
When Ron Wolf told Scot that “football is all about cheers and boos,” he may have misinterpreted the advice.
did you see who we made president or
Anyone with half of a mind knew Sestito was going to make that hit. And yeah, it’s a shitty hit, but Enstrom shows him his numbers two feet from the boards. And no, Sestito didn’t have time to pull up after that.
“But it’s a *dry* indifference”
Briles is unemployed, but “From the Free Computers at the Public Library” doesn’t convey the same gravitas.
Hopefully the jail cell has a better lock.
They are meeting in the middle. Unfortunately, the middle in this case is Breezewood.
What’ll these two do next, other than not keeping a coordinator job for more than a season?
And players.
Ever noticed how basically every motherfucker you know has been or is going to Iceland?
I don’t know how this happened but the fact that the newest season of Chef’s Table was upon us, like it is literally…