Khalil Mack was also an unannounced guest when he came in to sack Cousins on air because there was no one who bothered to stop him.

It’s like this in the marketing department at work.

Are PED’s legal for non-athletes? I ask because it takes me four and a half minutes to walk the dog to the end of the block and back for her to piss. If I could cut that down to an even three I wouldn’t have to pause the DVR during commercials.

They helped transform Wrigleyville from a naturally grown douche-bro neighborhood into a boring-as-fuck, cookie cutter, half-mile-long-ESPNZone, douche-bro neighborhood; and it’s amazing how much worse that is. 

Is there a single person out there that is surprised that Belichick wanted to keep Brown? Even one?

Some kind of syndicated organization of players that collectives the small amount of leverage each individual has. Some sort of, partnership, or agreement between players. It would certainly be a novel organization, whatever this mythical thing is.

This is pretty standard stuff. Gotta burn through those vacation and sick days before you leave your employer

It would be a shame to not take advantage of Jackson’s skills, but doesn’t running more increase his odds of injury?

Notice that none of the responses to your post actually address your very valid point.

Good job Dad, but Mom really needs to see you in the other room. 

The commentariate here would have lost their damn mind if Deadspin posted this inside a woman’s locker room, showing a nude woman’s team of any kind. Seriously, what the hell? Going to start posting a bunch of nip slips to go with your LeBron dick pics from him adjusting his shorts in a game and crap like this out of…

 unknowingly showed his dong

I’ve been partial to the worst artery clogging monstrosity around. Large with alfredo sauce, chicken, bacon, spinach, feta cheese and occasionally with jalapenos depending on how i’m feeling that night. Top it all off with the mango habanero dipping sauce and I’m in heaven.

“Gallu clarified that this applies to Mediterranean pizza only, not pizza “made according to foreign interpretations.”

Ooh, look at the big shot over here who had arms and legs! La-dee-friggin’-da! We held the bat in our teeth and rolled around the bases!

Just do what we did growing up: first is a frisbee, second is a hat, third is the oak tree next to the Walters’ yard (the shorter one), and home is Kyle’s old gym bag.

I have a friend who regularly saves drunk weekend tubers after they’ve floated downstream and into the Arizona desert. One girl told him she thought the river just circled around and you’d float back to your original spot. You can’t make this stuff up.

I think the idea is you aim the air nozzle carefully and use its jet propulsive properties. 

I hear the patent owner Al E. Gator couldn’t be reached for comment, but could be seen in an oversized fedora, trench coat, and what looked like green boots. 

“He died like he lived: drifting aimlessly wherever the current took him.”