3.8%* of baseball writers should be fed to Kim Jong Un's dogs.

They're both human. If they die in some comical manner that isn't real then I'll be sure to laugh in your stead.

sure. Like figure skating, or gymnastics or diving. or anything that needs a judge to give points.

For sure. These aren't sports by my definition. A sport has a clear cut winner with an absolute minimum amount of subjectivity. Racing? First one across the line. Ski jump? Longest jump wins. Hockey? There's refs to keep ensure the rules are followed and there's a little bit of subjectivity with some calls, but…

Agreed. Adding a bunch of made-up judged competitions just looks like a ruse to pad the medal total of nations with children rich enough to participate in them.

Hey now, if I get to die by snu-snu, I'll accept it.

Ken Gurnick is a fucking asshole.

I really like this, if only because it makes Ken Gurnick sound as rational as someone who thinks we shouldn't have cured polio.

There's not enough snark in the world to cover how insane this is. I am a longtime Braves hater — calling yourself America's Team in any sport earns my hate — but I always admired their pitching staff from the 90s, and Maddux first and foremost. He was everything a pitcher should be.

I think Gurnick makes a great point about Morris. Morris took the high ground consistently throughout his career. He was a principled player, and an upstanding man.

No, you're right! Isis put him back together, but couldn't find his god stick. She fashioned a phallus from mud, rode her dead lovah like the stiff he was, and conceived Horus.

Not only is she still preforming, she got a documentary made about her. AKABLONDIE

People can joke about Duke Nukem Forever as much as they want...

But I picked up my pre-order and enjoyed the fuck out of that game.

That's right, people.

I enjoyed Duke Nukem Forever.

With the Wii U a disaster

To be fair, he said the Wii U is a disaster. Not Nintendo themselves.

As of Thanksgiving, Blondie was alive and unwell as always. Atlanta "losing it" was all about the Gold Club takedown. Cheetah is your businessman's locale, Pink Pony is for Buckhead bros (former cardholding member) and party girls, and Oasis and Mardi Gras are...I don't even know how to describe them. I'm not going…

Clearly you're in the wrong business then.

I just had a friend who had vacationed in Venice that the hotel kind of sucked because she and her mother had to share a bed. I'd sleep in one of their canals if it meant I could go to Venice.

It depends. In some rural areas young kids working is a norm. My GF had a job de-tassling corn when she was 12. A real job with a SIN and paycheques, not just a cash arrangement with the farmer.

Side eye from ATL. Where we prefer Quantity over Quality (Excluding the FABULOUS Claremont ladies, of course.)