It’s like half way between a Ray Lewis pump up speech and a teenager’s really deep song lyrics.

All this making of christians will drive up the price of pork!

Rickson Gracie was a beast. Not just a peerless martial arts practitioner, he was also an athletic marvel. His body was absolutely ripped, and he had the strength and endurance to bang with fighters twice his size. If not for the untimely passing of his son Rockson, Rickson would have gone down as the most dominant…

Magary ardently hates mayonnaise. He claims to never eat any sandwich that comes with it’s own special sauce because it’s usually flavored mayo.

Bwahaha, way to reinforce the stereotype of the willing sex worker is a vapid moron. I agree with the premise of the article that these people should be able to use Facebook without being ‘outed’, but I strenuously disagree with anyone that thinks they can’t live without their social media accounts.

You are an idiot. It’s no crime to be an idiot, lord knows you can’t help it. The problem is you are an idiot who is projecting. Stop doing that. It makes you look like an imbecile instead of merely an idiot. Plus it’s annoying to the rest of us.

Common when you have access to clean water, but less than adequate refrigeration.

It’s amazing that nobody remembers game manager Tom. Part of the reason I have such respect for Belichick as possibly the best coach of all time is that Brady was not the ‘Tom Terrific, fancy dog’ that we know today until about his third title run. There was a reason he was only a part time starter at Michigan and…

Good ole Deadspin...where all the bloggers and readers are liberal philanthropists that get mind bogglingly offended to find out people have different customs than they.

Sub vs. hoagie vs. grinder vs. hero vs. wedgie vs. Italian split roll vs. spuckie vs. zeppelin vs. po’boy vs. torpedo vs. spiedie vs. gondola vs. sarnie... there is a fuck ton of regional sandwiches with only slight variations to them and that’s not even getting outside the U.S. of A.

Eh, you can’t control what turns you on, only the actions you take in response to it.

Mervyn Peake’s Gormenghast trilogy deserves special mention. While very, very good it moves at a pace that can only be described as glacial. 200 pages in and the main character is still less than a week old.

I would say try watching the last episode of season 1, and the first episdoe of season 2. If those two don’t sell it, just chalk it up as not gonna happen.

It’s science fiction meets Arrested Development.

Cult fans have ruined that movie for me. I don’t even remember if I originally enjoyed it or not. Never change you hideous unicorn camels.

Yeah that one made me stop and think a minute.

Yeah, but he never once gets a true comeuppance.(Maybe getting dumped by Unity counts) Everybody digs a winner, and plenty of people are willing to be a miserable ass hole if it means they always come out on top. If Rick would fuck up huge and require actual help from those around him it would be a solid blow to the…

It’s just that horrible people can be horrible on the internet. In meatspace you can only go so far before there will be repercussions. On the internet I can call you an exclamation mark dash ampersand percent symbol as much as I want.

As a heavy metal fan, I totally get maybe not wanting to associate with other fans.

Just curious, are you saying emotional attachment should be divested from the enjoyment of entertainment?