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Damn. We were within 2 days of seeing “The Last Boy Scout” opening sequence in real life.

I don’t want to carry water for the NFL’s broken and ridiculous kangaroo court, nor do I want to be carrying water for potential domestic abusers, but I am also reticent to convict and ban people from employment without hard evidence.

Yep. Just now. First time.

Even as recently as, say, 15 or 20 years ago, the typical person didn’t read the New York Times regularly, and certainly didn’t read the opinion section regularly. And yet, you probably knew, through osmosis or whatever, that it was the paper of record, written by elites, with its opinion section being the most

I was sitting at my desk reading a blog.  2 minutes ago. 

+1 god having mercy upon your soul

Well, it’s not the worst interpretation of The Puppy Who Lost His Way I’ve ever heard, but it’s close.

God. Reading these things gives me such a weird mix of emotions. I want to laugh and cry and choke someone to death, all at the same time.

The -gate thing is this annoying tick the American press seems to have with attaching “-gate” to the end of a descriptor about any scandal. The origin is that the scandal that brought down President Nixon involved break-ins at the Watergate Hotel. So the entire mess came to jsut be referred to as “Watergate.”

Ronnie Tump’s running for office? Shit, man...he’s a good egg. Drove a sweet ass Trans-Am throughout much of high school...

brb pledging my allegiance to Taco Bell.

CTE: Not just for guys.

He should have gone with honky

Underrated fact here is that their uncle is BJ Surhoff, a guy to remember.

Hey, remember when the Bears were facing a 1st & 30 and they converted it only for it to get called back on an offensive penalty that put them at 1st & 40? That was awesome.

Actually, it’s Arby’s.

What what?

ARMBAR!!!

Honestly, I haven’t watched WWE in many years, and I mostly only keep in-the-know via reading Deadspin stuff and listening to a couple of podcasts. Trying to jog my old-ass memory to figure out where/when I turned on Jericho. I remember being into him until sometime after his Y2J bit.

You are alone, we are all Jerichoholics