Crazy. I mean, today a good Shepherd would probably be okay with taunting and not be cross.
Crazy. I mean, today a good Shepherd would probably be okay with taunting and not be cross.
Last season (after the Bills loss) my wife screamed at me, “Are you going to let the Lions ruin every nice fall Sunday???”, and all I could reply with was a stammered, “YES!”. I’ve made sure to spend more Sundays this fall outside, in the woods, usually disc golfing with my dog. My life has improved immeasurably.
Diced tomatoes are what Costco sells, so that’s what I’ll continue buying, Serious Eats finger-wagging be damned.
And for making Roger Goodell read papers with big-boy words that the lawyer-men gave him, instead of the funny papers and Elmo books he usually engages with on a day-to-day basis, the Pittsburgh Steelers have been fined $750,000 and will forfeit their 3rd and 5th round draft picks in the 2016 NFL Entry Draft.
I believe you forgot the step where you get free food samples.
Buying a TV 101.
Verdict: the Pope is not catholic.
In fairness, the NFL has WAY too many breaks and tv timeouts, it really kills the game. People whine about baseball being long, but I think football is longer.
Stop watching. It’s liberating. The game time is mostly filled with inaction and penalties anyway.
Starred for above-and-beyond commitment to a joke.
Now what?
Does anyone see a punch in that video? I see Rivers earning a punch, but no punch.
If by ‘world apart’, you mean mouth breathing hog hunting methead wannabe Wisconsinites, then yes indeed, you’re a world apart.
You were a consolation prize for the losers of a war fought over Toledo, so how about you put the keyboard down and get back to taking the truck nutz off and getting the plow ready to be put…
growing up in michigan and having visited the U.P., I can say that your paragraph is the most correct batch of prose I have read in my adult life.
You are a better man than I. I want to quit the Lions and honestly moving out of state helps so I can’t accidentally put it on 97.1 or any other Postgame Postmortem. But I would be lying if I didn’t get excited over their 5 nationally televised games I’ll get to watch this year.
A “talent agency” 25 miles away makes me think “casting couch in Van Nuys”.
I lived in that ice-crusted devil’s butthole for three years. I thought that Seasonal Affective Disorder was a bullshit thing for people who wanted to get out of shoveling snow, until I moved to the UP and wanted to drink myself into a six-month coma in November because I knew I wouldn’t see a blade of grass again…
Bitch and moan all you want about Michigan and Detroit, we don’t care.
Glory Days.