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It's a valid, thoughtful question. I, of course, never knew him, and just like every other person who saw him perform, I never saw him in any sincerely private moments. I also hesitate to do any sort of 'armchair diagnosis', but perhaps Williams was someone able to combine a remarkable talent, a gift bestowed by

You're right. I was a bit short-sighted, and I apologize. Will it help if I add:

"What the hell happened to her?"—Bill Parcells

So, this whole movie/franchise is made of :

I suppose it's better than nothing, for Raj and The Gang to consider the possibility that they need some sort of tougher policies in place (Greg Hardy trembles at the thought). I just wish he'd have the cajones to come out and say something along the lines of "We blew it. We underestimated how seriously people took

Where are the right-wing asshats who bray all day and night about Obammy and his LIBRULL MUZZLEM PUSSY FRIENDS coming to take all the civil liberties of gun-totin faux-badasses? If we want to know what a police state REALLY looks like, it's unfolding right in front of our eyes.

"Because black folks like football, right? And they like to (air quotes) 'keep it real', you know!"—Hannity fans

ESPN Management's Story Importance Ranking Tree:

Jesus. Colman has all of the happiness and giddiness of a lobotomy victim. I've seen more joy at the beginning of a day-long seminar on day program policies and procedures.

Not only that, but there are entire, well-populated communities where they're celebrated as some sort of perverse, maladjusted gods, which boggles me even more. I guarantee, somewhere, the trolls who posted this nastiness are being starred, or recommended, or high-fived, or stroked, or whatever gross symbol of

"I meant your name. So I know THAT'S real. But right now, I got a hottie to chase."—West

mic, dropped. There it is, on the ground. Dropped.

Exactly! And I guess these smooth-brained morons have always existed, but it's just that we had to really look for them back before the age of instant access to anything and everything. Now? Shit...finding them is as easy as falling off a log (see?? Proof of "Oldness"—the use of an old phrase).

It's official—I'm an Old. Notwithstanding the fact that I am, in fact, over 40, I don't fucking understand the idea of pointlessly posting disturbing, hateful, violent, vile, degrading sickness in response to something somebody put genuine thought into. In short, I don't get 'trolling', and by that, I mean that I

I gotta admit, I've been coming to the Gawker family of sites for a few years now, and I don't get the shift that's been going on. Maybe it's that whole 'Kinja' thing, now that I think about it, but I can't figure out the tone that works here anymore. Maybe the really shitty comments are the ones that rise to the

Oh, I get it, yeah. I never could understand the cruel, heartless tease of letting us HEAR the scrambled channels, without being able to pair the sounds with the wonderful images....

You got THAT right. Also said the same thing when Morneau was allowed to walk.

Soft core porn has got to be one of the worst things ever invented. You get all the shitty writing/acting/'this thing called emoting'/moan-track of hard core porn with the boring sex scenes of any garden-variety Lifetime movie.

I'm of the opinion that as time passes, the greatness of Williams' talent will take on a different sort of sheen. The sentiment expressed in the article is an accurate one—we began to take him for granted, and thought every performance of his should be as great as WE expected. As the grief over his death subsides, I

People who do that sort of thing need to find a hobby, like forming a fan club or something. Like a Colin Cowherd fan club!! Yeah! You can combine all the douchebag trolling with worship of a well-known celebrity douchebag!