BAH GAWD, KING!
BAH GAWD, KING!
Always lowblow truthers.
Until the inevitable supercut of Twins strikeouts, which are still on a historic pace, I believe.
As a Minnesota basketball fan, when you mention the name Marko Jaric, I curl up into the fetal position.
He then walked into the dugout and was promptly choked by Jonathan Papelbon.
That’s Rick Snyder’s line, dude.
I’m shocked, SHOCKED, I tell y0u, that a Ned Yost team is still beefing about something pointless from a previous season.
I agree, people who can only highlight Rubio’s poor shooting as part of their argument ought to take a seat at the kids’ table.
Matt Kalil hasn’t looked that bad all year. This play was ugly.
Well, the mindset of the people in her district was far worse than that of most hinterlanders here. She covered Stillwater (essentially Wisconsin, so...well, yeah), and Anoka County (the first place in Minnesota to openly support the “no homo promo” approach in schools...so, worse), among others.
As a Minnesotan, I know full well how awful people here have the propensity to be. Michele Bachmann. I know that a name is not a full sentence, but it kind of is in this case.
Background: In eighth grade, I was a humongous slacker when it came to homework. This, of course, resulted in some shitty grades. My middle school made hiding this failure very difficult by mailing a copy to my home as well as sending me home with one.
Absolutely. I really did not like BG’s combat at all, and having a game in which you could skirt combat so much worked so well for my taste.
I have a soft spot for The Immortal! It was a good adventure game for its time. That and Shadowgate were my go to adventure games before I had a PC and could comb the “xxxxxx Quest” Sierra library.
Ornstein and Smough. After a four hour die-and-repeat fail session, I wound up throwing a controller out an open window and hitting a car in the parking lot of my apartment complex. I immediately drew the blinds and turned the lights off. In the morning as I walked to my car, I realized I had hit my own car. The…