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Common.

Common

Good.

Due to those unbelievably awful commercials with her piece of shit husband, I have an irrational hatred of this show and resent its presence.

That wasn’t two players colliding into each other, it was a controlled demolition.

If they don’t like it here, they can always go to Abu Dhabi.

I’m ordering the William McKinley Buffalo Braves Memorial throwback as soon as it becomes available.

And that was talking soccer.

And that was talking soccer.

We only care about the USWNT, or Hope Solo’s Arby’s World Tour.

He’s a token as in, “here we gave you the one requisite black guy for this show,” for a sport that is about 80% black in terms of participants at that level.

I fail to see my state’s Confederate inspired flag anywhere.

I thought the Von Trapps had cornered the market on Nazi family singing groups.

He would certainly do a better job than feckless Hillary.

Then stop watching.

The good writers have all basically cleared out, besides Drew.

No, the answer to this isn’t some form of the asinine college football targeting rule.

So crowdfunding is mostly a scam?

Fred Armisen is to comedy as Pol Pot was to comedy.