“Someday...”

He also missed something like three layups in the second half.

yeah and KD got 3 free throws late for kicking his leg out. What’s your point?

Stars, they’re just like us!

It’s something special when someone like me, with a vertical jump so small you couldn’t slide a credit card under my feet when I jump, got to laugh at a top-echelon millionaire athlete miss a dunk.

Steve Curry should go ahead and let his twin Steph do all the basketballing from now on, thanks.

A voice of Winnie the Pooh. Not the voice. If anyone gets the honor of the definite article, it’s Sterling Holloway.

“I forgot I was torturing the dog...” is NOT a great defense strategy

Of course Winnie the Pooh is a rapist in this timeline. Of course.

We still have Mr. Rogers, we still have Mr. Rogers... 

Gabe, god dammit im ready. Put a helmet and cup on me and I’ll roundhouse the butter long and true. How hard can it be? They put it in front of you, and you kick it to hell. It’s no different than your little trash can on a Monday. You’ve been preparing for this your entire professional career. And there is glory to…

ITS* YOU SON OF A BITCH

Your wife is the real MVP.

I debated going to bed with about 7 min left in regulation, but decided it had been such a fun game that I should see it out. By the end of the first OT, I was really glad I had stayed up.

This was one of the greatest games I’ve ever watched and the single greatest feat was pulled off by my wife. We’re watching the 3rd overtime from a small town on the coast and we’re out of beer and the only store that sells it is a quarter mile away and closes at 11. At 10:50 with the blazers down 5 with 8 or so…

Yeah, but they’re also fucking terrible.

They have a huge fanbase, are critically acclaimed, and have their first album out in a long time. 

Is Pink Floyd not counting in this discussion?

The mayonnaise of indie rock, if you please.

Fuck me gently, that’s Jamie Holzhauer! I was in the same gifted program in Naperville that he was, but then my family moved to a little town outside Joliet (where Nick Offerman’s dad was my social studies teacher).