silently dying of suppressed laughter in a coffee shop. Thank you Mrs. Anderson from high school health class for allowing me to get that joke!

Sure, his hand might have grazed his opponent's crotch, but there's a vas deferens between that and an actual shot to the junk.

I'm a Jags fan. I tried to order one of the Jags sweaters. But, check this shit out: When the sweater showed up, it was just a plain black sweater. And it came with a note saying that I would receive the real thing only if 16,000 more people bought Jags sweaters. What gives?

I'm confused: Why are there no batteries on the Eagles sweater?

There's no uglier NFL sweater than Andy Reid, halfway through his fourteenth rack of ribs.

No, incredibly dense person (who is probably being this way on purpose). Leaning over them to put your bag into the overhead compartment is violating the basic personal space we all generally keep.

So, 50 years in the future are we still stuck with tiny fucking city build areas?

I'm sorry, everyone. I don't want to remind anyone it exists, but it's still the best answer…

Having driven in Houston, I can assure you that Texas infrastructure is not all that sound. Some of the main thoroughfares (Richmond especially comes to mind) are made of cracked concrete and have grass growing in between the lanes. It's fun if you like off-roading, I guess.

well my town of houston isn't the lowest at least.... though it's pretty far down there ><

The guy in the Camery