And yet, still so many tits.
And yet, still so many tits.
Also known as atherosclerotically deficient.
This raises an interesting question . . . if you're a person growing increasingly fatter, at what point do you transition from "guy who belts at the waist and lets the belly hang over" to "guy who belts across the belly?"
Yeah, but what makes a better "treat?" Four strawberries, or one square of dark chocolate? Gotta stay lean, bro.
I wished he closed the gap in the backstretch, so the announcer could have said, "Coming on, Harass!"
I suppose that's possible, but don't you think the company already knows exactly what the reaction will be, and that the reaction will be almost exactly split along Fundamentalist Muslim/Non-Fundamentalist Muslim lines?
I'm sure you're right, and I have no idea what's going on inside of that big, thick skull of his.
You're right.
Oh, stop it.
Nope. Even worse. Jets.
Not your next sentence, but you eventually got around to it by saying the game was taken from you. If I misread the subcontext of that last sentence and you were just chalking up the no-calls to bad officiating, and not a conspiracy theory, then I apologize.
"I am not one to blame the refs or conspiracy theories about the NFL "wanting" a certain team to win."
Maybe he's like Darth Vader. A dark presence who underneath it all, still has a shred of humanity. And both wheeze a lot.
I know it's dangerous to critique how somebody grieve, and I also acknowledge my loathing for Chris Berman biases me, that said, with the exception of Ditka, it seemed like nobody was speaking with less genuine emotion than Berman.
Obama gets criticized for taking a vacation.
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It seems pretty unremarkable, but if you play it backwards, the Jets eventually get to .500
Whether the Lakers fouled with 24 seconds or 12 seconds left, after the free throws they'd be able to run the clock to zero before taking the potentially-game-tying shot.
Those are not apt analogies.
Me and my Dad went on a baseball road trip a few years ago. PNC was by far our favorite stadium of all the ones we visited. Gorgeous ballpark. We also came away surprised by how unfriendly the crowd was and how very average the much-heralded Primanti Brothers sandwich was.