As a general rule, no matter how many shitty military members you'll meet in your life, there are very few circumstances where it's PC to call them out on being shitty (that's right, conservatives have their own form of PC). My brother is a douche and a half, but he's a veteran of 5 tours. I'm not going to call him…

Hey, I’d be pissed too if my neck disappeared

Fighting Soo

Haha, you said “Wei’s stream”

The autograph signer was Caleb Joseph, a catcher. This is Chris Davis. Most of the players knew it was ridiculous for them to be playing, so these were their little acts of protest

No, he knew it was funny. He tossed some up to the upper deck

Pretty hard to argue with it, too. If I saw Dunleavy in a suburban mall, I woud buy a ladder at Sears and then punch him the face

Mike Dunleavy deserves every hit that comes his way. He's a dirty player

Your trolling is less efficient than Wiggins’ shooting

Because both Bayern and Jay Z have been enormously successful and they’re both having a rough go at the moment?

Chris can you speak to the relative quality of Heinz Field? I know place kickers hate it, but what about everyone else?

To a bear, models might be food.

Yeah that's a great way to convince Love to sign with the Celtics

No. As a plaintiff’s attorney I’m pretty pissed off that the class members are getting such a raw deal. I don't even think the class should have been certified for reasons I stated in my comment now buried in the gray

How on earth did this class get certified? Seriously, how does a class of players with different injuries caused by different hits (some are single traumatic events, others are cumulative minor strikes) with different protective equipment and different knowledge of the risk and certainly different damages pass muster…

Say that to Jack Ham’s face

It kind of looked like she was just walking to her seat

Mr. Burns owns Aramark, right? I mean, who else could possibly get so much joy out of such petty evil?

As Sun Kil Moon, Mark Kozelek’s album Benji is one of the best albums of the decade

The Verve, “The Drugs Don’t Work”