Yup, that was my exact thought process. Plus they kept referring to it as “Woodergate,” which is the best.

WWE only referring to her injury as a “broken face” is one of the funniest things they’ve ever done.

I’m using all 5 of my kinja accounts to vote for Bryan Colangelo.

After Tuesday, I said to my buddy that Becky is the most complete performer in the history of women’s wrestling. I can’t think of anyone else that could do all the aspects that make someone a “top guy” better than her.

Becky is probably the current crest of the wave of social media actually being an entertaining dimension in which to follow feuds/angles/programs. Social media has fit awkwardly into WWE superstars’ personas - is it kayfabe, is it not, why is heel Nia Jax cuddling with Alexa’s pig, etc. But shots fired by Tama Tonga…

For me, this is as oddly satisfying as it gets.

Pepper for me. 

He’s correct.

My dad buys one loaf of the plainest white bread he can find per year, specifically because he believes it’s the only appropriate bread for his favorite meal, which is leftover turkey sandwiches.

Go fuck yourself. 

Counterpoint: Ham is “at it’s best” when eaten right off the bone, by the light of the open refrigerator door, at 2am while the rest of the family sleeps.

Ham is far superior to turkey.

I do not recall any Democrat questioning the validity of Trump’s election in 2016. For fuck’s sake, TRUMP was the one who questioned the validity of the election results and he won! But he very clearly didn’t win the popular vote, so his ego was not properly stroked per his guidelines.

Well written.
TLDR: Trump is a poor person’s idea of what a rich person is, dumb person’s idea of what smart person is, a weak person’s idea of what strong person is.

If steam isn’t coming out of Gruden’s ears by the end of the year I’m done with Raiders coverage as much as those players are done with the Raiders.

print this out and hang it in the Louvre because it’s fucking art

Philly absolutely raked thibs in this trade.

When the wife is working night shifts, I’m forced to cook for myself frequently. My favorite thing to do is to pour myself a big bowl of Raisin Nut Bran, adding just enough 2% milk so that when the cereal is gone, you’re left with enough milk leftover that you can just pour more cereal into the bowl without having to…

But if you DO have the time, and you can swing it, cooking for yourself really is a healing, meditative experience. Perhaps it’s not nutritionally wise to make a wad of bacon-and-egg pasta, but it certainly helped me SPIRITUALLY, which I’ll go ahead and consider more vital at the moment.