I like their hats.
I like their hats.
Yours? All you really need is a locked bathroom. Go to town.
Hush your mouth.
Give me Pittsnogle or give me death.
The function of the quick, punchy “golazo golazo” as an inhale before the “Gooooooooooooooooooal” call is professionalism at its best.
Live.
Jim Mora goes in the house and says “I coached in the NFL. If you come, you’ll play right away, and I will put you in the league.”
Ron Baker taking the Knicks to the playoffs. You heard it here, folks.
I made a squawking noise when I read that bit.
Cut the last two sentences and then submit this to McSweeney’s.
QuikTrip. Heh. More like PrematureTrip, amiright?
Thank you! I read the whole article thinking “I don’t get it. Which person is the analogue for moody Danish royalty?”
Bill Parcells writes headlines on Deadspin now.
The man in black didn’t rape Delores in the barn. He whispered some activating Shakespeare in her ear. This is my hotttt take.
You’re the worst.
Do it now in case you exist on multiple narrative timelines.
That water filter pitcher ad is pretty bad.
Buckingham!
When will Barry write a book and what will it be about?