Schefter had to audible to the spaghetti and meatballs after the waiter notified him that they didn’t have a hot dog with ketchup on the menu.
Schefter had to audible to the spaghetti and meatballs after the waiter notified him that they didn’t have a hot dog with ketchup on the menu.
The only reason I don’t think he abuses her is that I find it hard to believe they’re ever alone. Like, he would need to be in close proximity, and (ostensibly) away from outsiders. I feel like any abuse she’d receive would be similar to abuse he heaps on anyone else around him: verbal and childish.
AIM was a big help, for sure.
Yeah, I’m in the sweet spot where I got AIM in high school, then got hit with WoW in my early 20s.
This may be pathetic, but the single best thing for my typing-without-looking was playing World of Warcraft. I didn’t use any kind of mic, so I had to type all the time while playing, which meant I had to type fast. I didn’t even realize it until I was at work (this would have been about 10 years ago), and I was…
I guess they fixed the fence around Gillette.
Swing and a miss! He struck him out!
Strike two!
I think it went about as well as your attempt at deflection.
I mean, she’s not necessarily helping him become SoS; she’s assuming he’ll be SoS, because (as this post points out), the committee hasn’t declined to move forward in 100 years. Hillary isn’t perfect, but she is an adult who understands that the country will (ostensibly) be here after this mess.
I didn’t know Horford was Greek Orthodox.
“How does your son feel about the benching last year?”
‘90s dads didn’t know what RPG meant.
Geno had some moves, but the combo was always Mario (w/shell), Bowser (w/twist claw or chomp), and Peach (wearing the shell armor). You can’t lose.
It was an absolutely awesome game. My dad bought it because he (well, we) were huge Mario fans. He had no idea it was an RPG and lost interest in it when he found out it wasn’t a side-scroller.
I can empathize: before I figured out the right roster on Super Mario RPG, I had a real Mallow problem.
Christ, guys, I’m at work.
Yeah, I know. They want a Gruden-type guy - some automaton who will spout off some kind of “THIS GUY”isms, but seeing Moss talk on TV about the sport, it’s undeniable that he’s smart. Coupled with having plenty of personality, it would be a good way to make that broadcast, like, enjoyable.
The best guy they have on their roster right now is Randy Moss. He’s charismatic, has (ugh) a high football IQ, and can kick a 30yd FG in dress shoes. In a post-Romo world, ESPN needs someone who isn’t a durp-durp football robot in the booth.
In our house, it’s usually a case of, “I know I’m not supposed to have it DON’T YOU SEE HOW I HAVE IT NOW?? ISN’T THAT GRAND?? AHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!”