I just had a criminal law exam flashback.

It must have been an 80's thing, because we had a neighborhood Playboy stash in the woods near where I lived too. Strangely, it was hidden inside of an abandoned, demolished Mercury Lynx. Given the density and age of the trees that surrounded it, I still don't know how they got the car in there without a helicopter.

No way I can save this one. I concede the point.

"I wrote a story on Dennis Wiseman [a registered sex offender who threw out a first pitch at an FIU game.]"

My dad is also a ninety year old leprechaun.

Fuck that. I'm out.

Should, should, should. Drivers can feel free to do whatever they want, because the rule language is meaningless without compulsory language.

This typo is a real head-scratcher...

I don't know. I guess the same thing cops write when they need a reason for arresting someone for "resisting arrest."

I love watching that guy's soul spew into the air when Mike delivers the death blow.

Hunter Pence pulls his pants all the way down at the urinal.

And A-Rod apparently eats runway models

Yes?

Yes?

Put me in the mosh pit. Pass me around...Crank it up, fuckers!

Well, I guess Mr. Perfect's cover is blown. He's obviously still alive, although his new 'do and nosejob look awful. He needs to go back to the perm that we know and love. Oh well, at least he's still jacked.

It's not

As a Louisiana native, boy do you lack an understanding of conversational uses of southern English in 2014.

Is that Crispus Attucks? I didn't realize his head was so misshapen. I also didn't realize the Huns attacked U.S. colonial settlers.

Sorry to be a pissy Uncle Todd here, but you have obviously never "technically" played a competitive baseball game. It's called "breaking up a double play" and it is viewed as the runner's duty to disrupt the double play if possible. This was a perfectly clean and nonvicious attempt by Gomez, which is why his Latin…