As time went on, Mr. Faulk became more aggressive, such as inviting Plaintiff to his hotel room, stroking and pulling out his genitals in front of her, pointing to his crotch and asking Plaintiff, “when are you gonna get on this already?” He also pinned Plaintiff against a wall, demanding oral sex while he pulled his…

All these dudes after the same woman like this? Christ, talk about running the sausage gauntlet.

They really want to go up against Sandis Ozolinsh’s defense?

Confirmed. The only way to remain bulletproof against sexual assault allegations is to be a member of the current United States’ GOP.

Imagine being such a narcissist that you think that every woman at your WORK not only wants to...but SHOULD see your dick.

Meanwhile, Kristaps is laughing at them for picking the wrong Baltic nation.

Dude, you’re making this out to be some dating show gone awry: this was a bunch of guys acting like sexist jack asses to a person in a relatively low socioeconomic position because they wanted to exert their power over her in a sexually demeaning way.

.00984% of the time it works every time.

That’s what I don’t understand about this stuff. Not only are these acts repugnant, wrong and immoral.... They’ve got to be wildly ineffective too.

When Farve was tweeting his junk to that journalist she mockingly referred to it as little Bret.

I tried a lot of this stuff with my wife to “spice things up.” I gotta say, the couch ain’t that bad.

Oh yessssss, yesssssss. That’s the stuff.

If Marshall Faulk didn’t love and respect women then why would he procreate 6 children with 3 different women!?!

Scary, but to be fair I hear Donovan McNabb’s unwanted advances are usually curtailed by his poor stamina and occasional need to throw up.

Yeah when Favre had his ordeal with the cheerleader it was like, “oh Farve you rascal!”

“How do I get this woman I work with to have sex with me? I know, I’ll send her a video of me jacking it. That’ll do the trick.”

I’d drink too if my car was endlessly prone to vapor lock.

Hey, remember when on live TV a drunk Joe Namath sold Suzy Kolber that he wanted to kiss her?

Rytadie, bitch!

You ain’t no real Baller unless you play in Vilnius. Where my Rytas at?