This ought to shut the highlight truthers right the fuck up. See? They do call traveling in the NBA.

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The John Scott story is almost a perfect parallel to the Trump campaign (Other than Scott being a totally decent guy). A brash brawler, a minor leaguer under qualified for the All-Star game, who sparked a movement to have him improbably elected, against all odds he wins MVP. Hopefully like Scott, Trump is out of the…

I felt the exact same way in the 1980's when the NBA kept selecting Larry Bird and John Stockton to the all star team every year in an obvious attempt to market the league’s white players.

Oh no. Oh dear. +1 burning crossover

Apparently last year’s game was the most American; a mediocre white player was elected as MVP.

So let me get this straight: The post in question wasn’t written by Kukla, but rather, someone from Kukla’s Clan?

But in...

This is the plot to 10 Cloverfield Lane

This could have been a really interesting, creepy film, and they ruined it by trying to be cute and shit. Just think how usually dopey nice guy Pratt would have been as an even more forthright, sinister stalker. Let’s say she wasn’t the first one he woke up, and the last one simply “didn’t work out” and is nowhere to…

i could beat either army easily. definitely the penguins (weak animals) and probably the Santas too (fat, low stamina). not bragging, just saying i could

ashley my eyes why god

Even then, it only works if you kick it right at a complete pussy.

I must say I’m starting to have some doubts about this Trump gentleman. I initially quite liked his idea to make America great again; I was lucky enough to visit the country recently and I rated it only “very good” rather than “great” (I knocked a mark off because the hotel kept forgetting to change our towels and…

I’ll take Images I Did Not Want In My Head for $800, Alex.

That man looks cold.. We should get him a blanket

As a Knick fan I’d gladly settle for just two decades behind.

A pacer I bet on once turned maverick on his driver. By the time the race was over he’d trotted back to the paddock, tripped over the gate and broken his leg. They ended up having to shoot him. My point is, I don’t know about decades, but it certainly set me back a couple hundred bucks.

Good, bad, or indifferent, he controlled the situation as best he could.