11 year-olds are attracted to stick figures with boobs, so really no accounting for the medium.

My son is 7. His bedtime is 8:30. His face is glued to the TV on Sunday Nights so “the song” is the last thing he sees before bedtime. It’s the only time I can put up with his incessant “When? When? Is it almost time?” schtick, because deep in my heart I am proud of the little horndog in training.

“The only reason they open the broadcast with that song is to make rednecks horny”

Has Giri told the rest of the Deadspin staff about his eating club in college?