Can’t blame the guy, I mean I considered retirement this morning when I stepped in a small puddle of water in my bathroom wearing socks
Can’t blame the guy, I mean I considered retirement this morning when I stepped in a small puddle of water in my bathroom wearing socks
I love Tim Duncan and am saddened at his retirement, so in the spirit of stirring up some shit for no reason: if you think Kobe Bryant was the best player of their generation, and not Timmy, you are a raving madman, wandering the desert shoveling peyote into his mouth, lost in the grip of his own feverish…
Two times makes a pattern. Let's face it- Green is dangerous to Kiwis everywhere.
I'm from the south so I know how devastating it is getting the clap from cousins.
“With the 29th pick in the 2016 NBA draft, Gregg Popovich personally selects Taurean Prince, Baylor.”
Speaking of shoe matching.. the lights in the restroom at my work are on a 10 minute timer. On rare occasions I walk in, the lights come up, and I see a pair of shoes underneath the stall door. I spend the rest of the day trying to identify who it is that just sits in the dark on the shitter.
That crinkling sound was him opening the crackers, which he then PUT DOWN ON THE FLOOR.
“Two guys that I’m super close with and it’s sticky, man.”
Hey, fuck you! I'm from jersey and I'm neither a shithead or a douchebag. I'm a proud New Jersey ASSHOLE, so stop your stereotyping.
Like most people who act like dickheads at (or, in this case, near) the Jersey Shore, this guy is probably from Staten Island.
Hey, fuck you buddy!
I keep getting him confused with Joel McHale, mostly because the Rockets are playing like a community college team.
He’ll reportedly be replaced on a interim basis by assistant coach J.B. Bickerstaff.
Sometimes, if I’m not careful at my computer, I yank love onto my feet.
To be fair, you can’t hurry Love. No, you just have to wait.
Well, self-proclaimed best player in the NBA James Harden is shooting 22% fg and 3/32 from three. So don’t feel too bad Kobe.
*Bursts into Kinja panting and out of breath*
Today can fuck right off and die.
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Very true, I struggle with depression/anxiety and weird thoughts creep into my mind. I have a lot of people who I should know care about me, but for some reason I feel as if they don’t, wouldn’t care for longer than a week, or would be better off if I was gone. It is a every day struggle. Thank you for encouraging…