Waiter: Would you like some pepper, Mr. West?

“You see online, the small swastika on his elbow. I have a bigger picture of a bigger tattoo on the shoulder that nobody knows about.”

Right...because playing 90 in the DC heat and humidity and making a 50 yard run to make the key play is exactly the same as someone running a dozen steps after the 18th TV timeout. 

Of course this reminds me of what Ichiro said about Cleveland.

No, it’s not reasonable at all. If you suspect your partner of committing crimes against you, you should break up with them instead of practicing creepy and controlling behavior.

Nobody’s stopping him from copying info about his followers and asking them to follow his new account. He just can’t keep the account. Your inability to grasp and comprehend a fair analogy is stupid as shit, though. See? Now we’re all having fun [insert exclamation point here]

The fucking shade this cop is throwing on the trainer on the day of the reported ‘disappearance’

My wife wouldn’t put in 10% of that if I went missing either. If the dog were missing though....

I used to just aimlessly drive around Vice City listening to that incredible soundtrack.

Don’t you need nose hair to act as a filter?

The Cleveland Indians wasn’t included?

I learned you could die of things other than old age from Goose in Top Gun.

This is incorrect. I picked up my fandom on Saturday mornings while downing a big bowl of Quisp in my pjs in my parents basement with wall-to-wall carpeting AND paneling. And I can tell you, as an authority, Marvin the Martian is criminally underrated on this list. 

Oh god Lola Bunny, the shame...

Why you gonna yell at the ref? It’s basically a volunteer position. Yelling at the ref is a dick move.

As it turns out, you can be competitive without being a complete dickhole about it. Most people are naturally competitive. Nobody wants to go to the beer league softball game and get creamed 20-0. There’s nothing wrong with putting forth your best effort as long as it’s not at anyone else’s expense. If you want to try…

I have played co-ed soccer for years and this article is weird as hell and basically her own anecdotal experiences. In MY anecdotal experience, co-ed leagues are a little more laid back, no one has ever intentionally barrelled through a female player, if anyone gets testy it is usually female players, the women are…

It’s a click bait title. It hints at some kind of cultural narrative to rustle jimmies. Then it makes one cultural reference to a damsel in distress to keep the reader (who already has a preconceived notion that social injustice is everywhere) interested, then actually talks about game design.

The difficulty level alone would make today’s kids never play it again. I could never get past the submarine level but I spent hours trying. Hard was how games were and if you didn’t like it, you went outside to play.

I think the key point, though, is that she wanted there to be more than one character. If there’s just one token character representing a minority, there’s pressure on them to represent the whole group. Any flaws they had could be taken as impugning the entire category of people, so the safest path is to idealize…