I’ve watched that video probably dozens of times and I have no idea why but I think it is fucking fantastic.

I was watching the game live, and rooting for Oregon State at the time (don’t ask). It was brutal to see. You could tell right away that it was bad from the pronounced fencing response. I still feel a little sick when I’m reminded of it knowing that it was one of the concussions that eventually ended his short career…

Who?

I think you should check the lost and found for your pearls.

To be fair, it was that or play for the Browns.

The common denominator in all of this is you. Just sayin’...

Wait a minute, the girl that posted the tweets is the asshole? Not the bitch running her mouth behind her roommates back?

WTF. We just got drunk and played chess. You win.

“Creepily spying on her social media”? They are roommates so following each other doesn’t seem that odd. Reading what the person purposely wrote on the internet for any of her followers to see isn’t creepy, its the whole point of social media.

This is an impressive cast of maniacs. Did you go to school in Florida?

I’m pretty sure I am going to win this. I lived with all of the roommates below in on campus apartment style housing in a single school year:

Maybe it was Ted Cruz.

Cooking on Sunday for the week is a hallmark of a serial killer? Shit, I better get to work on my body count.

One of the guys I went to high school and college with was one of those straight laced dudes. He didn’t get into booze/weed/whatever though, he got into making pots of coffee with caffeinated water and staying up all night to chat with girls on the internet. He failed out after freshman year because, as it turns out,…

The cross campus bus had a stop outside my dorm down a small grassy hill that would stop there if people were waiting. One day my freshman year I was late for class (shocker) and was running to meet a bus that was just about to pass that stop.

Roomate was a mess. As in I had to walk over mounds of clothes and other objects to get to my bed. He routinely lit his PC monitor on fire, “to jumpstart his brain”, with the fumes. Also routinely disassembled and reassembled a paintball grenade in the room. I called him out for that and he said potentially destroying…

The world needs HR directors, no wait sorry it doesn’t.

If you have mentally ill relatives, particularly ones who are coherent at times, this is the sort of thing you need to discuss with them. I’m white, but my mother has already promised unless I’m a real threat to someone else’s safety she will never call the police for fear they’ll kill me when I’m not in a coherent…

The photo loaded before the headline, and I thought “Oh, god, another shooting already.”

are you a penis expert? do you judge by taste?