“...for your standard non-Mormon.”

I did a gap year through Australasia and it was absolutely awesome. Now I’m almost 54, and last October my wife and I went to NZ and Oz for a few weeks, partly for fun and partly for her work. Our boys are 3rd year university and grade 12, so they stayed home alone, which was bonus. But the best part of the trip was…

This reminds me of a guy I went to high school with. Scrimped and saved so that in grade 12 he could fly to Paris for a long weekend, JUST so he could have a great story when people asked him what he did for the weekend.

Took a second to realize the “6" referred to your kid.

It’s a great story, with excellent performances, attached to a conventional biopic. Or it would be conventional if it weren’t about people most of us had no clue about. One thing that stood out, right at the beginning, a title that tells us it’s 1961, followed almost immediately by a character telling us it’s 1961.…

You want to know how bad it is? TSN up here waited until the last sentence of the 3rd paragraph to remind readers that this “former No. 1 pick in the NBA draft” was Canadian. And all that came after was a one sentence 4th paragraph. Up here, once a Canadian does good Elsewhere (primarily US), no matter how tenuous…

I had to go to Wikipedia to check, since my boys are not awake and they’re the ones who know the dirt on each and every player. Southall, in the 9th tier, for £40 a week.

When I was younger and we were expecting our first, I freaked out at the size of my (presumed - they didn’t tell us) son’s dick in the ultrasound. The tech rolled her eyes and told me that was the umbilical cord, and my wife ran with that moment of idiocy for a good long while.

Well, whenever there’s a dead bishop on the landing you can only tell the diocese by checking the tattoo on the back of the neck. And even though Vardy is younger, he’s more of a fast life kinda guy. So, Jamie it is.

It was a joke, son. A funny.

Maybe he’s emulating the Bishop of Leicester.

What part of “junior hockey” didn’t you understand?

I just read the AV Club’s piece on this episode and even at that was crying tears of laughter.

Is there a more High Concept moment in sitcoms than an automated system that can’t see black people?

(Answering you question, but also responding to a few other comments in this thread.)

Certainly not limited to soccer. I recall Rangers fans urging the Flyers’ goalie to buy a Porsche after Pelle Lindbergh died. Good times, good times...

This joke would be so much better if the whole “Jr.” thing didn’t maybe have something to do with what year of school he’s in. I know I read the list wonder who all these Catholic priests were who were playing college lacrosse. Fr. Sky Dupree will take your confession, but make sure it’s Top Cheddar.

He did, but I was a little disappointed to discover this after the fact. Makes sense his voice couldn’t match Orson’s, though. Very high-pitched for such a big man.

Yeah, think of Pooh-Bear and his (non) nose in Salton Sea.

His role as the guy stuck between the subway car and the platform in the Peabody-winning episode of Homicide: Life on the Street was incredible. And we can’t forget him in Full Metal Jacket.