Earlier this week Andrew Yang bought a chicken cheesesteak from the Jersey Mike’s in 30th Street Station. He’s dead to me.

Or the twice-defending Premier League champions losing to Norwich City.

Actually, it was Paul’s future forger (the woman-hater) writing a letter to Timothy in which he was *quoting* Jesus from one of the Gospels.

“Render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s, unless he be an amateur.”

Sorry about your lil’ thing

Yea, I had my doubts about FIFA’s sincerity until I read that. 

Because she’s an indignation-based life form?

I just got whistled for a foul on Wade, and he’s retired and I live thousands of miles away from him. Also I wasn’t playing basketball 

Will trade prayers for some acknowledgment of the shadiness that went on in the ‘06 Finals

Now I feel downright horrible. Truly wishing you a speedy recovery. 

It’s remarkably cute that you think the satanic deal hadn’t already happened years ago. 

Sorry about your nephews; I hope they stay safe and healthy. As a token of goodwill, please accept this handful of punctuation marks to use as you see fit:

Whoops, I forgot to stick to sports. Sorry, Mr. Spainfiler!

Hats off to Dennis Mersereau for getting the recognition and sweet, sweet likes he deserves. The Vane is missed.

America’s last great vice? What about voting against one’s self interest? That still seems to turn a lot of people on.

“Sorry for any confusion” is the professional equivalent of “sorry you were too dim to understand me.”

You better finish it before your goomah gives it away to some stugotz

He did, 10 years ago

He was also 2009 NOTY Champion before he turned pro. 

If that kind of shit’s the only way you can find mirth, my condolences.