This stuff is de rigueur. In my experience, action at camp is always in tents.
This stuff is de rigueur. In my experience, action at camp is always in tents.
“Any chance we can push the blame onto Reggie Bush’s mother?”
“A new job and I’m still dealing with these assholes?”
Who runs Barter Town?
Those pictures of the stadium with the background of the Vegas skyline make the whole place look like a futuristic dystopian fever dream. I’ll never understand why people voluntarily choose to vacation in a desert wasteland with a bunch of margarita-swilling assholes.
(I know it’s kneeling instead of bowing, but I don’t care)
That haircut is business in the back, Megan’s Law in the front.
I’m ok at pool. I have flashes of brilliance occasionally. I have one friend who is a total pool shark and I once drunkenly beat him at pool. This was at least 8 years ago now and I still bring it up every time I see him.
What!?! Where the hell is the Spoiler Warning!?! Some of us like to watch our sports 6 hours after they happen in carefully curtailed packets of mass consumption. Now I can’t pretend excitement 11 pm.
When I was in college, one of my friends was incredible at ping-pong, and none of us could figure out how or why he was so good. He was a big athletic dude, but it turned out that he had degenerative hips and needed a serious surgery while he was in high school. For about a year he could barely walk or move, but he…
From the Olympic Events Ranked article: “The hypothetical team of Steph Curry, James Harden, Kawhi Leonard, LeBron James, and Anthony Davis sitting at home will be looking pretty good...”
It drives me up the wall. I had things like reduced lunch as a kid, and now, guess what? I am a college-educated citizen with a job, who pays taxes, contributes to society, and serves in the military. You know what would have made all that impossible? Not being able to think in school because I was so hungry. So for…
You are so very, very right. The last think that wrecked me was “Dear Theodosia” from the Hamilton soundtrack.
Dude, it’s a good thing we have a DVR and almost never watch anything truly live, because my wife cries for like every other fucking commercial. Also, what fucking asshole greenlit that damn insurance (Nationwide?) commerical from the Super Bowl about the kid who died in a flood or whatever. Man, we watched all the…
It gets worse if/when you have children. Finding Nemo is unwatchable for me.
That bat flip was the capstone to an insane inning of baseball, one in which everyone in my house, who had no rooting interest in the game, was on their fucking feet, losing their minds.
In case y’all forgot, Carli Lloyd was the best athlete on the planet for those sixteen minutes. I’m sure the MSU thing will get a lot of votes simply for the sheer schadenfreude of it, and Jose Bautista’s bat flip was indeed righteous, but man, Carli Lloyd owned the world.
Lower skills. Lower ceiling.
If you’ve played less than two hours (and you bought from Steam), you can return it and rebuy at the sale price.