You are going way too far.  This is as simple as him checking out 14 year old girls and muttering “grass on the field, play ball.”

Ever notice that Trump bears a striking resemblance to Bricktop?

That’s where it’s at. 

On a similar note, those France unis are fire. 

I watched a bit of this yesterday, but it *seemed* like the cars were too big and clunky for this kind of racing.  Admitted, not a huge watcher of racing, but it looked like wrong cars, wrong track.  Is that the whole point, like running trophy trucks on asphalt courses?

I do think it would be different if we were in our 20s — we are grown ass adults (kind of), if you are a 20 something year old dude, I can see how this would come off as controlling and shitbag. Like I said, my gf and I have 15 years behind us — calling each other out is part of the game at this point.

And there ay mamacita, is an internet back and forth with a pleasant outcome. Good work everyone.

So what the fuck do we call these?  Summer Intern Camps?  Chainlink Vacations?  Crowded Waiting Zones?  Come’on -- the semantics are bullshit, show the photos of these places and document the conditions and juxtapose them against the “real” concentration camp photos.  There is your goddamn answer to what we call the…

This needs to go up top.  I read Arnheim’s initial comment as well, and was like, “yup, this is the correct taek to end all takes.”  Not controversial, just straight up observation of the human psyche. 

Alright, we cool, bitch. Ha! jk. 

Are we still doing this?  My gf and I have been together for over a decade -- we have reached that point where you can tell each other when you sound like an asshole.  

Christ, my personal weight gain is tracking Dana White pound for pound.

Yup, I said it — a group of 4o something women calling each other “bitch” in loud conversation just isn’t that cool. 

Hey take it easy there, bitch.

Sometimes my GF and her friends will playfully call each other “bitch” during banter.  I have told her numerous times that this is not a good look and sounds horrible to anyone (e.g., myself) that happens to be within earshot. 

Everyone is a New Yorker on 9/11, but the remaining 364 days?  “Fuck’em.” 

Go to your local Y instead of the flashy club.  I honestly can say I like the vibe at the mid-town east Y so much better than Equinox, NY Sports Club, and Reebok.  I am 44, I am not looking to do jumpy-jack cross fit pullups!

aka, the “Brienne of Tarth” move. 

Also why some people opt to “stay back” when there really is severe weather.  “Ahhh, fuck it, just another bullshit code red. Let’s not evacuate.”