- Drop a deuce
This happened at one of the GIANT pharma companies I worked at a few years ago. It was complete chaos for an entire day since the initial email was from some VP with the ability to email EVERYONE.
HamNo would critique this guys form and discuss how he’s neglecting his core. Then he’d bitch about yogurt for 5,000 words.
I’ll bet that player was happy as fuck that Crowe yelled at him rather than sing him songs from 30 Odd Foot Grunts.
They’re a stiff contender.
Boyz 2 Men has to be the winner.
Brian Pinas’ son, perchance?
That’s a really shitty saying. Nobody is ever going to say that. Nobody wants that on a t shirt. It’s forced, has no flow, and it’s stupid. Also, it’s narcissistic as hell. “Screw friends, all they do is hang out occasionally. I want eternal glory at all costs....”
Why can’t I retweet this?
What idiot called it an astronaut quarterback commencing hostilities on the lunar surface and not war-on-moon?
This account has me rethinking my position on both wrestling and Subway.
Pretty adorable in the classroom, but I bet it got awkward at recess when he was the last one picked for kickball.
That’s one way to practice your dribbling
Mario was just protecting those boots from the inevitable firework-related blaze he would cause later in the day.
Most of these are also stops on the LIRR
Nothing worse than seeing a former teammate, leader, and inspiration leaving a trail of tears as he walks out the door, one Blackfoot following the other.