Okay, now can they put a workable phone in the damn thing so that when I need to talk to somebody I don’t just get every other word?

It’s good to see that there’s at least one sport whose interviews are not cesspools of worn-out cliches by people who inflate their own importance.

I thought that was LSU?

Consensual sex is not consistent with Ole Miss’ expectations?

Potato chips. They go excellent with pizza.

The best intro song of all time was the first season of F Troop.

I hear you, but nope.

You got to draw it out, like “hooooorrrrrshiT,” ending with a staccato on the T.

I think apeshit implies a certain temporary insanity, some of which can be good, like going apeshit over a good song. It can also have a negative connotation, like “the old man went apeshit when I wrecked the car.”

Here’s a suggested culture change for them:

This work of thing is usually only available in the members section.

I know what you’re going to say, but it’s not the same thing.

On the Millennial thing, here’s a handy rule of thumb I employ:

That would be excellent. I like eating the cream part ( I don’t like to waste anything), then putting peanut butter between the two cookie parts.

“What’s more...a shit-ton, a shit-load, or an ass-load? This has been heavily debated amongst my group of friends for years.”

I think he’d make a great tag team partner with Unprincipled Pragmatist.

Don’t you think it would be heater to go after the cash or something easily convertible into cash? Then you could buy whatever you wanted and you would net a bigger haul.

I was going with the original premise that you weren’t going to get caught. I assumed that extended to fencing the goods. I agree: guns, drugs and cash would be the big three.

Before ATM cards, the best stores to rob were grocery stores, because they had tons of cash by the end of the day. 20, 30 large or more. They don’t carry as much cash anymore because of plastic. Banks are stupid to rob, there’s not much money in them anymore. A few thousand tops. Armored cars however, that’s where the…