A fat guy missing cake? No way. He must have been at second lunch.

Good boy, Ryan Lochte, good boy.

Dumb asseux.

Damn, now that pedestal will have to stay empty in the foyer of the Ken Stabler Library.

I’d pit them together in oil. Mud covers all of the naughty bits.

Dear Penthouse:

You know it was Mrs. Gronk that tossed that dildo.

Later at the Buffalo ER:

Terrible cosplay.

You’re not a Tribe fan. If you were, you would know the only acceptable reaction is sheer panic and curiosity as to how they’re going to fuck it up.

Reminds me of an old Laverne and Shirley episode where Penny Marshall put her dick in Shirley’s Pepsi and milk

That looks like an admissions department photoshop job!

It’s a “Buffalo Buffet!”

Westbrook should have just gotten off of his lawn.

“Indyans.”

Pete Carroll didn’t see a plane hit him.

I just hope that once, while he is plowing some incredible broad, he pictures Belichick naked and he loses his boner. For him to feel that bit of humanness would be enough for me to sleep peacefully.

Gronk for president!

As they say in the Valley “gag me with a crab leg.”

Brexit