If I’ve learned anything from sports, it’s that you can’t just deck women at home and expect to get away with it.

One guy we had in particular would ALWAYS find something wrong with his food. He would order everything as take out, and then once he got the food home would call and complain that something wasn’t right or something was missing.

First thing I thought:

I can’t help but think that the angry folks criticizing ESPN for giving Jenner the Arthur Ashe Award are the same ones who would have criticized ESPN for naming an award after Arthus Ashe in the first place.

“Just what kind of courage is Jenner showing?” said the angry pitchfork-wielding mob that scorned and hated a person for revealing her true identity.

Pretty shitty of people to use an amputee veteran as a thin veil for their transphobia

Counterpoint: Drink whatever wine you like, don’t listen to people on the Internet.

I thought the bitterest substance in the world was my mother’s tears.

Feels like America just won the World Cup.

The Duggars: the gift that keeps on taking!

Amazing how much money the Gov’t is giving away by capping the amount of income taxed for Social Security. He’s paid $7,347 into OASDI this year, and that’s all he’s going to pay. He’s already paid ~3 times that in Pittsburgh Professional Athlete Fees and it’s only two months into the season.

$1,500 x 2 a month = $3K. $3K x 6 months a year playing = $18K.

Not so lucky, actually, didn't you hear they're past their last fuckable day?

Anything I don’t like happening anywhere near me involving people that are not me = infringement on my religious beliefs.

You two are fucking nuts. That beer is a delicious ode to summer. Get The Fuck Outta Here.

Ugh I was in Safeway one time and a few lines away from me there was an old lady arguing about change or something in the express line to a young East Indian Cashier. Anyhow, eventually she said something racist and the entire line hissed and booed her, but the best part was there was an old man in the line who stood…

At the grocery store I used to work in we had the opposite of that. There was this really sweet old lady who would come in all dressed up, and buy her groceries. Then when she was done she would hand whoever was working the register a quarter as a tip, so that we could take ourselves and some friends out for a soda.

“If you have to be extraordinary, be extraordinary.”

The beer refill one made me think of this time I was at this super divey bar to see a burlesque show. The waitress comes over and asks me what I want. There is no drink menu. I ask what they have. The following ensues (feel free to make fun of my taste in beer):
W: Whatever you’d like.
Me: Oberon please.
W: We don’t have…