This was junior year. Freshman year I couldn't cook myself into an HJ from the old custodian lady who cleaned out dorm bathrooms.

On spring break in Mexico back in the day, 3 friends and became friends with group of sorority girls from Texas on the first night. A couple days of heavy drinking into the week they're complaining about being tired of the bar scene, so we invite them to our rental condo for dinner and hit the local markets for…

When the party is in danger of dying down, that first bump after Raoul swings by with a delivery: 11 out of 10

Was just thinking the same thing. Usually these games last until 10 or so local...it's just past 9 and there's 5 minutes to go. Beast mode.

The expectations of the 6-6 '99 season (SI Cover: Rock Solid!) killed Tomey. He was a dead man walking in '00. And then Mackovic made us wish we had Tomey.

I'm really fun at parties! You should see my Justice Souter impersonation!

Please. I prefer Irritating Law School Gunner, Esq.

I wouldn't call that a settlement with this particular plaintiff. They're pretty much waving the white flag on all potential claims and agreeing to preserve assets for the victims to eventually fight over amongst themselves.

She gave Gerry McNamara's performance an "8," but that was mostly grit and hustle.

Perhaps the first time in Craigslist history that something with 12 is downsized to a 10.

That Will Scare You off Indianapolis Forever

+1

Arizona Cardinals - 750/1

"ended up on the bench attempting to convince the training staff that he could count to 10"

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Preposterous. This is in such poor taste. It's like naming a team the "Washington Bullets."

Horse around all you want, but don't get hot to trot.

Yes, bail is a good way to "prevent people from skipping out on the case." And bail conditions are a good way to ensure the Defendant isn't spotted this morning at LaGuardia waiting for a flight to God knows where.

America on Monday, February 6, 2012: "Wait, the NBA season was cancelled? Shit."

Pictured: America's least successful bulimic.