I, for one, look forward to six hour long football games with 4 1/2 hours worth of commercials.

This oughta make the next time Mike Tomlin reaches for his challenge flag much more interesting, at least.

For me, this is more that Newton’s dance went on substantially longer than Kelce’s and as a result goes past that tipping point where your mind goes from “this is a really excited dude celebrating” to “Ok, this is a little much/he might be trying to rub it in which, though largely superficial, is nonetheless not the…

Depending on the size of the bar and variety of alcohol, this can be a near-impossible task at a lot of places. It’s still the bartender’s job to know what they do and do not have in stock, but you’d be printing new menus every day of the week and twice on Saturday if you were that strict. If I tell you I’m out of…

Ha, no. If you’re a fucking adult, the act of “re-deciding” should take about half a second.

If the bar is out of “Micropenis Cedar Mulch” brew, just pick another beer.