Don’t worry, you can earn a pass if you can piss 6 feet in the air straight up and not get wet.

LETS GET READYYYYYY TO CRRRRRRRUUUMMMMMMMMMBLLLLLLEEE!!

Another good reply. Its not so much KD leaving and its how he’s just hoping on the GSW bandwagon after clearly showing an ability to beat them in the WCFs. If KD went to Boston it’d be like Shaq joining LA in 1996 - a superstar joining a talented up and coming team. That would’ve been cool. This GSW stuff though is…

Excellent reply. All the writers who casually act like this is the same as a regular person switching jobs is again, hilarious and isn’t convincing at all . Guys like Barry publish this stuff to sound all smart and cutting edge when really he’s just being a cosigner of modern day pansy tactics.

“stop pretending that KD choosing GSW is in any way similar to you or I taking a job somewhere because that is laughable.”

Thank you.

This is most likely what happened, most of these organization write their own bills nowadays or have enough of it pre-written that they can forward it along and just have the representative put it up for a vote. Saves everyone time and energy and helps government fuck shit up for people as efficiently as possible.

After hours of steamy celebration, the stars felt weak in their knees — just waiting for coach Lyron Tue to send in their replacements from the bench. Mouths dry, lips chapped, longing for Gatorade to replenish all of those lost bodily fluids, their roaming hands all halted abruptly, as if their play had been blown…

Just as they began, David Blatt entered the room, steam emanating from his sickly pale body. “Hey guys,” he said silkily, “let me show you my favorite move, the ‘runner in the lane’”

Meanwhile, Ishman Umpert looks on longingly, while slowly lathering up his three glistening buns.

Vanderson Arejao stumbles upon the action and with a toss of his hair coyly says, “Any room for a guy who plays for both teams?”

Jeff’s eyes roll to the back of his head; the look of pure pleasure moving across his face as the steam from the shower rises toward the ceiling.

He pulls James in close, caressing the back of his neck and whispers, “I’ve drawn up a special in-bounds play for you. There’s no chance you’re not going to score...”

“I owe you my career,” Jeff said, “but I don’t have any money to pay you. Perhaps there is another way...”

Generally, I think this is a pretty accurate take. I think it’s so popular to shit all over him though, to answer your question, because he can be a blowhard who thinks he’s The Second Coming. Also, if you look at earlier BS writing, and the type of people he’d make fun of, he’s BECOME that person.

(BTW, love your screen name. Bought my first car at Big Bill Hell’s, only way I could afford it was courtesy of the ole ‘Challenge Piss’. A little pressure on my diaphragm, a kidney stone partially blocking my urethra and boom, no down payment!)

You cannot choose to be a journalist and enjoy the privileges and protections that afford you one day, then accept money and other perks from your subjects the next, then go back to being a journalist the next.

The whole story about how the Mets got stuck with Las Vegas is pretty funny, as it was basically a bunch of teams saying “not it!” and they were the last ones to touch thier nose.

Our triple A affiliate is in Albuquerque, and usually anyone we’re about to call up from AA will get starts there first in order to see how they can perform at the higher altitude.

Fuck YOU Baltimore!...