Didn’t at all make for an awkward transition to adopt Kobe’s nickname for his penis as his persona.

I’d still rather go to Dean Malenko’s school.

Not to mention the child sex tourism... you know, *wink* nudge, nudge, “undercover stings."

Funny how all the stars of the conservative world suck shit at their chosen professions. This guy is Kirk Cameron in a jock strap.

Nope. Your life’s pointless. If you need further proof, you’re seeking solace from a web site devoted to the miscellany of grown-ups playing children’s games (and getting paid more money than you’ll ever see in your life), and even that’s a step up from your prior standby of a “faith” which anybody with access to a…

Out of habit, University of North Carolina presented each of these children with their own Bachelor’s Degree in African American Studies.

Hey, remember when the greatest player to have ever played couldn’t hang with Tayshaun Prince?

A celebrity? Oh, you mean a game show contestant?

This is better than Springsteen any way, right, North Carolina?

I think Bill’s intolerance was on display earlier.

Why isn’t she eating? I figured with as many people saying it’s her turn, she didn’t have to wait for anyone to finish by now.

Given what we know now, how does presence of Tim Donaghy in those games not place a giant asterisk on the Bulls’ record season?

The whitewashing of Jim “Free Laptops” Calhoun is all but complete.

If they were any less watchable, they’d be called the UConn Spurs.

It certainly led me to wonder just how much of the Bulls’ 76 win season resulted from Donaghy being consistent with his bets.

It just made matters worse worse when it was revealed she blew 70% of what a USMNT member would have had to blow to get a DUI.

This will surely make the quote marks around the term “student athlete” a regular occurrence.

When was the last time Steve Austin hit somebody he wasn’t dating?

And yet, these ladies get not-paid just 70% of what their male counterparts are getting not-paid.

Regardless of who sings it, it’s with no doubt one of the worst songs this side of Celine Dion ever recorded. Replace it with my grandmother’s dying breaths, and it wouldn’t offend my ears as much.