“You can take the Rams out of Missouri, but you can’t take Missouri out of the Rams.”
“You can take the Rams out of Missouri, but you can’t take Missouri out of the Rams.”
Caldwell went on to say, “If not for second chances, I’d never be here making...jeepers, over four million dollars a year? That can’t be right, can it? Me...four million dollars? Damn. ...Anyway, I, uh, second chances are good.”
That is the least tempting food item I’ve ever heard described. Throw that crap in the toilet and let Liam wipe the rim with his disgusting sock.
your potential employer is going to ask what you’ve been doing since college, and you’re going to want an answer better than “eating cereal and watching my parents’ TV at 2PM”.
from the BBC liveblog page....
Some ideas for unemployed guy...
yeah. who the hell wears socks in the house?
Hawaiian bread rolls. Period.
Bagel in the cellar at 18 and goddam hot dog buns in the top ten? Jaaaaaysus.
You have lost your goddamned mind putting rye and sourdough that low on the list. You need to rethink your life.
I’ll just lift up my leg and wipe the rim off with my sock, then go about my business as if nothing happened.
For the record, They don’t like being called “horse people”. Centaur is the preferred nomenclature.
Russians finally got access to Slap Shot on VHS.
“Dan” in Chicago is all of us.
So to recap, it sounds like some jamokes put house paint on the field; busted out hair blowers to try and dry paint that was sitting on top of small, rubber, easily meltable pellets; and finally tried to clean up the mess with a toxic and skin-melting chemical that was to be imminently rolled around upon by…
Roger Goodell is investigating one member of the grounds crew who was referred to as “The Thinner.”
But seriously if they had just issued a press release saying that - oh, I don’t know - the Colts won 23-17, would anyone have known the difference?
Imagine if they had used this amazing thing called grass for the field.
Can we hire this grounds crew for the Pro Bowl?
Give them a break, it has to be difficult to plan for a regularly scheduled, annual event.