Feck approves.

“Yikes” is correct. Heading and first line of that entry:

I feel you. Saw “Burpee Controversy” and “World Record” in the headline, slowly scrolled the photo expecting to see her holding a giant pumpkin or something.

Sunny skies in MTL!

This was how Kansas scored Danny Manning if I remember correctly.

“ . . . a choice that seems consensual turns out to be the only viable option or the least bad choice.”

+1 Mr. Whipple

Gotta feel bad for ol’ STFU.

Splitters!

“Fuck This Guy” would make a good name for the tweets sub-section!

Watch it, you’re hurting Burneko’s self of steam.

He’s proud of his gun, and he pooed in space:

That guy here. Heads are disembodied. Bodies are decapitated.

‘67-’68 season, Celts vs. Sixers at the Gaahhden. Dad scored some seats behind the visitors’ bench, and all that six year-old me remembered was the game being stopped and all these cameras flashing in front of us at the bench, like maybe Wilt hit some career-high total or something.

Mandatory:

I’d always thought that he gives off more of a “Nigel Nigel Hyphen-Hyphen Strokemoney” vibe:

Doesn’t Donny know that the Dow is setting records this week?

+1,000 for Josee Chouinard. Her finals skate to “An American in Paris” changed my life.

Besides, this means they’ll only fuck with each others’ employees, right?

“. . . formed around the idea of helping athletes monetize their online selves.”