True story: I had a crush on a woman and while we were talking I told her I was a “pro wrestling hipster”. She looked at me and said, “oh, sweetie, those are the three saddest words I’ve ever heard”... THEN I GOT HER INTO NJPW. BOOM!

I used to work in a MLB locker room and I was sent out for a lot of shit at players’ behest. No drugs though. They had their agents and hangers on for that shit. Mostly, they would give me a 20 or 100 and have me pick up some take out or some garlic fries from the concourse and tell me to keep the change. I had a…

There can be more than one creepiest motherfucker alive.

I am so glad Travolta stopped wearing the hairpieces.  He really rocks the bald head.  Now, if he can just come out from under scientology.

I thought it was terrible. I wish they had kept Daniel more in the background as a legit villain instead of just some guy with a family of kids who can’t act either. I didn’t mind the Johnny stuff as much, but it was still pretty cartoonish. The whole thing looked like it was shot in 1993.

That first season was the longest ABC afterschool special ever. There were parts I legitimately had to look away from because they were so cheap and embarrassing.

Everyone.  This is everyone.

“I pity the fool who don’t ogle my knockers!” ~ Samson (Mr T), DC Cab (1983)

I don’t think I’ll ever remember that the Chargers moved to LA. In a decade, I’ll see LAC on the ticker at the bottom of the screen and still think that the Clippers are playing the Broncos for some reason.

“Some people are fans of the Los Angeles Chargers.”

If the Chargers can’t put a decent football team around him, then damnit, Philip Rivers is gonna make one.

He also made Cousins, which is the movie that made me fall in love with Isabella Rossellini.

Because he made Tigerland.

Because he made The Lost Boys.

Because he also made D.C. Cab.

Essentially pulling out your phone during a comedy show is...releasing it before it’s ready. Comedians, unlike most entertainers have to practice in front of an audience.

Wolverine’s cut fastball really slices the corners.

Hey Shohei. Get behind the plate or get the fuck out.

The point, you useless fucking moron, is that the performer can’t tell what you’re doing from the other side of the phone.

I kind of think the simple answer is, don’t pull out your fucking phone at entertainment events.