I agree. But we need to come up with an acceptable alternative to “women.” “Girls” is belittling, but “women” is just too damn formal! For guys, we have, well, “guy(s),” and “dude(s),” because saying “man/men” in every context would just be weird. “Gals” will never work. Ever. “Ladies” can come off as sleezy.…

yes, theres a very good reason, period.

“Well you don’t have to rub it in.”

Jeets gave out a lotta gift baskets.

Literally OP never implies that.

True story. I once dumped a girl because her favorite cracker was a Triscuit. I couldn’t look her in the eye after learning this. Well that and she fucked my roommate. I still get bitter and angry about it all these years later. Triscuits? How could she have been such a bad person?

“I don’t support racism, I’m just willing to look the other way to get what I want.” Yeah, that’s brave.

This. She states:

Hoping that he doesn’t fuck everything up is not what she is describing. I hate Trump’s guts and hope (though I am not hopeful) that he doesn’t fuck everything up. That does not mean I am a supporter of Trump.

Setting aside how I feel about the fiscal policies of the Republican party, I’m allowed to decide that holding her nose on the enabling and outright encouragement of bigotry, not to mention playing footsie with outright white supremacists, for the sake of promoting her preferred fiscal policies, suggests that her…

It wouldn’t make him superstar money. But it would absolutely give his agent more negotiating power with teams who are looking for mid-tier 3-and-d veterans.

Making the all star team means you have more value as a free agent.

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I think it’s more like, “Go see what Daddy’s doing” or, “Let’s go see Mommy.”

I took some solace in the end of Aziz Ansari’s monologue on SNL:

I’d say the people who have kept the greatest pitcher and hitter of this generation out have ruined the HoF’s credibility way more.

Totally unrelated, but have you seen Jeff Garcia’s wife?

AAARRRUUUU!!! RUFF RUFF RUFF!!! A-ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(This is me barking like a horny dog in the background of a Warner Bros. cartoon.)

This is the opposite of the point of the post. I kept waiting for him to spit on your kid or something

I think this might be my favorite celebrity story, ever.

This isn’t a story about a guy being a dick, but I was once in a Taco Bell when Mike Holmgren walked in, studied the menu intently for two solid minutes, and then walked back out never having said a word. It was over ten years ago but not a day goes by that I don’t wonder what the heck his internal monologue must have…