Marc Gasol looks like my dad the day I finally left the house. Eerily similar

Man, John Wick 7 is awful.

More likely there were a bunch of skeptics who ordered it and while eating the real meat burgers, thinking they were the Impossible burger, they were saying, “Yuk! This is terrible! It tastes nothing like the real thing!”

Both groups went on hundreds of escort missions, so that’s a fair mistake.

And then you remembered Trump would never do that

Please use the “Jennifer” meme after all future headlines. My name is Jennifer and this article has that personal touch that most articles are missing and I really appreciate it. Thx.

Everyone who ever intercepted a pass from Peterman.

Yeah, cause when a ref makes an awful call they are absolved of all blame when someone says “that was awful”. Sure!

I’m not doing the math, but I hope the answer is 80085.

Except Vince Carter wasn’t a dang mid-major point guard:

Adams

According to Kyrie, so does the planet Earth.

It is.  I just learned that Supreme is a brand.  I still don’t know what it is, and am not compelled to find out, but I am now aware that it is a thing.

Eh, more likely he would write a 5,000-word column (or these days, record a 5-hour podcast) called “Clouds: Overrated, Underrated, or Properly Rated?” and it will be organized by Rounders quotes.

The New York Daily News was not killed by a fucking market correction. Sinclair Media is not a fucking market correction. Peter fucking Thiel is not a fucking market correction. Fuck off with this “well, that’s just how it is” bullshit. This is a goddamn siege, and takes like this are how we’re losing it.

I dunno, the way Gomez stayed down suggests two guys, one cup.

“Wanna know how I got these drugs?”

Does your employer engage in the political act of playing the anthem at the start of your workday? And did your employer allow itself to get bullied into its decision by a U.S. President with a stated interest in stoking outrage and division?

That top image makes it look like he’s forcing Jeff Bezos to smell his belly button.

“Horton, Here’s a Poo!”