I didn’t think it was going to happen because no way would the Pats pay him the money he wanted. His personality issues weren’t the reason I didn’t think he’d end up here, it was always about the money. And then I was trying to convince myself that he wouldn’t end up here because I don’t want him here. He’s a gigantic…

As long as he shakes Rapistburger’s hand.

Yep. And I gotta eat shit on this one, because I was 100% wrong. Fuck everything.

No, they’ve already released their game roster. We won’t see him until Week 2 at the earliest.

Shit, now that you mention it...

Then again, Harvey Dent doesn’t recognize the Joker until he pulls the germ mask down when they’re in the hospital together, so this movie’s all fucked up.

Son of a bitch.

Eh, once you move past the whole, “Holy shit, was I fucking wrong about the Patriots” thing, it’s all gravy. I’m just going to go play Super Mario World and pretend that all is right with the world. And hope that they didn’t cut someone good for this shit.

Goddammit, no. 

Jesus Christ, no. I’m a Pats homer and I don’t want him anywhere near Gillette unless he’s there with the other team. At least I can rest in the knowledge that there’s no way Belichick is going to give him the money that he wants. No fucking way.

I think that was some of the UK Terminator comics. A buddy of mine had those and they were great. They went in some really awesome directions.

No, the dog told me to kill couples as they made out in their cars. The owners were the ones that told me how his name was spelled, and I have no idea why they felt the need to clarify to me. 

They did not. I didn’t stick around long enough to get that far into the conversation.

I’m generally a fan of it.

His owners told me.

Dog down the street where I live is called that. That. Exact. Spelling. Fuck gentrification.

F1 is how I mute my speakers. If I popped that off, I’d never be able to uh...nevermind. 

Did I miss it? I had to make lunch for my children and wasn’t refreshing all available new sources to see if popped up yet.

My little brother is a Cowboys fan, despite never going any further west than Pennsylvania. I give him shit for it, endlessly.

Truth.

No love for Frank Armitage in ‘They Live’?