damnredford
DamnRedford
damnredford

Fair, but I think we all had silly, self-righteous beliefs at 21 that we had abandoned by the time we were 27.

On the other hand, you don’t need defense or rebounding if you can score 140 points per game.

This is why I don’t use social media. It allows me to limit my hypocrisy, self-righteousness and inconsistency to the Deadspin comments section.

I don’t know why it maddens you so much, either.

Huh?

Jesus. I just saw the SAS rant and he is such a fucking clown.

Well, sure. Ms. Sheats was an irresponsible gun owner who falsely believed she was a responsible gun owner.

Expert parodist, or the worst stereotypes of this blog’s readership, incarnate?

That’s fair.

Wait, are you under the impression that the rest of the country thinks Tampa is better than “typical Florida?”

You’d love my proctologist. Great guy. Dr. Adolf Shitler.

It’s thoughtful, I’d prefer a subscription to the Dead Infant of the Month Club. I can only eat one at a time, you know?

Test.

I’m not optimistic about these moves, but if you think this group is anywhere close to being the most unlikable Knicks team in years, all I can say is consider yourself lucky for not having followed them more closely.

I’m not so sure.

Amen. I also watched my Granda lose her mind and wrote about the Right to Die in an earlier Summit article.

I can put my finger on it: It’s Draper (who’s normally fine) reminding the audience over and over again how clever he thinks he is.

I dropped off my ‘05 Outback XT Limited at the shop this morning and was given a Crosstrek as a loaner.

I have no idea what you’re talking about.

I’m about to start a new car search (woo-hoo!) and the Golf GTI is high on the list.