Yeah, that whole not-going-to-work hungover must be a real burden for the hard done by actors among us. Glad the rest of us never have to work that hard.

I don’t follow college football much or Army/Navy at all, but THREE passes? What is up with that?

Man, I’ve slept with so many smoking hot chicks. They’re from Canada though, you would know them.

Part of the problem is the insane amount of personal attachment people have to sports in general. Add in their kids, and they become batshit crazy assholes.

I was once at a Thanksgiving party in Texas where a half dozen otherwise sane individuals spent the afternoon screaming at the TV while some college kids played…

He’s downright bad, but I’m not sure what he was supposed to do with that snap 10 feet over his head in the end zone that you led with.

Cue someone stopping in to let us know that he isn’t very good, and that’s why he isn’t playing in place of some of stiffs who will start this week...

I love endearing tales of people bonding over their mass murder simulator of choice. ;)

It doesn’t surprise me that you can get paid for cosplaying. It surprises me that you can get paid enough for cosplaying to pay 10 people to work on your costumes for a month.

I dunno, if I’m Eli, I’m telling them to shove that starting job up Mara’s ass.

The Cowboys hire a lot of guys who hit debutantes.

Got video of Nathan Peterman throwing them all into the other guy’s bin?

A decade ago, the studio had fewer than 300 employees. Now it’s got more than 700. Adjusting to that kind of growth—and figuring out how to wrangle everyone—is no small task.

On the internet, from behind a pseudonym.

I’ve often wondered about that.

“Hey, I’ll just jam my fingers/piton/whatever into this crack in the rock. Hey wait, why is there a crack heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere. Splat.”

Well shit then, clearly we should prevent anyone from selling stuff that people could get addicted to, right?

Throws a better punch than 99% of MLB players who rush the mound.

At one point I was worried that the people in my section were going to rush the field to get closer to the giant flamethrowers. It was a little nippy.

I skimmed this an was concerned for your safety, associating with anyone who would put out an “Erotic Crap Calendar”.

Imagine my relief.

Look! I built a robot that screams “You’re a loser” every time I walk by!

It is important to have your mass murder simulator reflect the correct moral values.