The poor bastard working morning shift at the Dunkin Donuts located exactly at the mid-point of my morning runs just shakes his head now at the sight of me dashing through to the toilet.

Poor Huerelho, he’ll still wake up tomorrow morning as a backup keeper for Watford looking like Eugene the Jeep.

I don’t know if Kansas has what it takes to win it all, but I can’t think of a better 30th birthday gift for Perry Ellis than a national title.

Man, she’s going to be really disappointed when she finds out how little time he spends in the pocket.

As an Oilers fan, I have faith that things will get better, but probably not until after I’m dead. You bet it’s a religion.

The Maple Leafs are still figuring out how to play 5-on-5.

Oh yeah I started digging around last night. At this point I’m really suspicious of any big ISIS intel scoops

This morning some commenters around the Gawkersphere were complaining that there was no coverage of this story. Now we know why: Kate was checking to make sure it wasn’t BS.

Same thing happen to me. Except it wasn’t on a golf course and it was a stripper who was a fox.

While you’re busy taking pictures, that animal is just trying to survive

He is right. Beard, Mullet, Ginger, and afro on the same team, introduced one after another. I’ve never seen that before. Genius level.

Sorry, not a “buzzer beater” as they lost in OT.

St Peter was actually quite nice until a string of devastating tornadoes in 1998 that basically leveled the entire town, save parts of Gustavus.

Nah, I love Minnesota. Went to college there, still have friends there, try to get back once a year. St. Peter is just the pits.

I think we found a new love interest for Frank Reynolds.

Rovell too.

Poor Zingis.

Playing for the Brewers for a couple of years should clear this right up.

Maybe not, but he was obviously in an airport sometime in the last month.

Good tennis doggie names: Ruffer Nadal, Roger Terrier, Novak Dogovic, Fido Dognini, Poodle Cuevas, Federico Dogboners