If you speak to a cop candidly, alone, they loathe cowardly assholes like these guys. But they can’t speak out against them because they’ll be labeled a “rat”. It’s a shitty, fucked-up culture.

Tens of thousands of police interactions with the public a day, many with the absolute dregs of the world, and occasionally one goes awry because some cops are cowardly shitheels. So your answer is “No more cops”? Do you have to wear a helmet when you go outside?

“The police” aren’t thugs and cowards. This one is. (Or do you always generalize and stereotype groups based on the actions of one?)

$100 is optimistic. Don’t forget the other $100 to park, the tolls, the overpriced concessions... this was a 3 bill night, minimum. To get yakked on.

The only fun to be had at an NFL game is the auxiliary nonsense: the over-the-top tailgating, hanging with your friends, laughing at vomiters. The actual football part is barely visible, and boring.

Heh... back when I was dating, Josh was probably like 12 years old. And my friends weren’t that cool. But I missed a couple of good parties, weekends and such to spend time with a drip, till I couldn’t anymore.

Get out now. Before it’s too late. It’s hard but necessary. I ditched more than one lovely but vanilla girl like that and eventually met a girl who roots for the same teams as I do, watches comic book movies and tv shows with me, and also has enough going on with her life with her friends. Married 24 years.

One summer I worked as stockboy in the Sears Auto Dept. Wednesday night was all-you-can-drink night at our hangout, and Thursday was the day the new batteries came in. Death-is-imminent-level hangover in mid-morning August heat and humidity, taking batteries out of a non-air-conditioned trailer into a…

You know what a girl with no hobbies makes her hobby? You. She’s sweet but dull and wants to “be with you” all the time, which will result in weekends spent having brunch and puttering around crappy street fairs and those awful craft towns like New Hope. She doesn’t really have any friends, she just has drinks with…

She should move to NYC, where our imbecile mayor and city council speaker have worked to decriminalize public shitting because it disproportionately affects certain groups or some such nonsense.

Ditto. And I have a beautiful vintage 60s set that it just KILLS me to leave fallow, but my wife refuses to play anymore.

Also my fellow olds will remember that great TV commercial.

Scrabble is correctly #1, and Bananagrams should be higher.

I don’t know what was more impressive: Drew’s correct usage of “reticence”, or his meat log sandwich idea. I am making some next time I make meatballs.

I think I’ve seen them 6 times already. When I was a kid in the 70s and heard Time of the Season for the first time and was blown away, I was disappointed to find to they had broken up years prior, and I never thought I’d have a chance to see them.

She ain’t hard on the eyes, though.

I also highly recommend marrying into an old-fashioned Italian family where the bride’s parents foot pretty much the whole bill.

Catholic cash bar? You’re living in an alternate universe, Bub.

I’ve been seeing them every time they come around New York since they reunited. What a fantastic band!

We had to make some cuts so only married or engaged friends got a +1. It was great. Only one of my friends was engaged and he left her home (and I am actually friends with her) when he heard no one else was bringing a date. Most of my wife’s friends came stag also. Everyone had a great time. Deep down, no one…