No qualifications needed, just like the County Sheriff

For those of you who can’t see it, I’ve tried to highlight it in the following graphic

Chernobyl still wreaking havoc.

Is there such a thing as a punchable head?  You know, like a punchable face?  Because if there is, Stone has it and I want to.

Why yes, in fact I do, although I’d classify these thoughts as undisputed facts rather than opinions.

Why is every single elected official out of Iowa a fucking moron on even the most basic issues? You guys are running neckbeard-and-neckbeard with Indiana, and that shouldn’t be a point of pride. It’s amazing that Grassley can even put on his fucking shirt in the morning, much less write a fucking letter. And this…

The Isle of Dr. Moreau (1996) starring Val Kilmer and Marlon Brando

One day I want to see if my MS Paint skills can help me learn to be like you.

Found it.  Different weight class.  I’ll take my Intercontinental Belt and be happy.

That sounds like a lot of work.

Brutal, but a star.

Beholdeth! HE IS RISEN!!

At least one of them kept wondering where the other one was getting so many boards to throw.

Is that a tongue?  I think that’s a tongue.

Who loves his owner!?  Who loves his owner!?  Tommy loves loves his owner.  He’s a good boy!  Yes he is! Yes he is!  No!  No face licking!

Just don’t try to please him, ever. 

The lawyers presumably represent the school/athletic program. Advocating for the players is in the team’s best interest. Pro bono legal services would be highly unlikely to violate any rule for improper benefits, but this is the NCAA, so you never know.

HE LIVES!!!

Yikes. Rough stretch.