brentgarripee
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brentgarripee

I use an 8 pound ball so that I can practice technique without my arm getting tired too early. Also my arms are scrawny. Also I am a lefty so I have to have a custom ball anyway so the holes are comfortable for me. The ball is blue and yellow, the colors of a University I am a fan of because I used to live close to

Harry Potter: Quidditch World Cup, for og XBox, was pretty fun, if thin and repetitive. It came close, in my opinion, to capturing the insane pace and frenetic action of a fictional game that absolutely had very little actual gameplay logic behind it. If 2K ever gives it a proper treatment, it could be stellar.

The whole time I was watching this I was thinking, “this isn’t good. This can’t be fun for the competitors. I don’t feel like I am seeing the peak of slopestyle competition. This is kinda trash.”

While I am decidedly against eSports in the Olympics, I find fault in the IOC’s apparent main argument against inclusion, stating video games -

RIGHT????

Guilty here. One of my friends gets pissed I can’t tell them apart. I thought Chastain was in Jurassic World about a month ago. He was about to throw a bottle at me.

Jesus, day 6??? How many WERE there?

I remember when I was pledging a frat in college (one of many regrets), we were told to go shirtless while hanging out downtown on a Saturday night. The older brothers had talked a couple of the Hooters waitresses to pose with us pledges for a photo. One of them pointed at me and commented “oh, look, his tits are

Ooooooooh, some next level mac kung-fu there. Adding “carnitas” to the list.

Same.

At this point we should start looking into biodegradable Nerf ammo. Its the environmentally responsible thing to d.

I would give one of my perfectly functioning kidneys if one of my superiors at work would stop referring to me in work e-mails as Brotha. And that is an exact reproduction, inappropriate capitalization and everything. Dude is easily late 40's, which is too old for this “LMAO” and “ROFLMAO” horseshit in any setting,

Get the money. Get all of the money. Leave nothing behind but the tears.

This just reinforces how bad ass Christopher Plummer is.

This is my dream.

God, the look at the Aunt’s face when he tells her what that shirt means...priceless.

This is my shocked face.

I’m gonna find a bottle of bleach to chug. On a Monday.

No, God no. I have SOME scruples...