Pippen has had a tough battle with money.

Pretty much the weightlifting equivalent of when I have sex; plenty of talk beforehand, a good show of confidence, a decent build up, use of a rubber... and then unintelligible grunts before everything slips out and I’m getting laughed at after a spectacular fail.

The real hero of this video is the dude on the Smith Machine pausing from his reps just long enough to shake his head dismissively.

Me too. It’s a shame, really. I mean, who builds a private restaurant and invites Will Smith?

Some years back there was a salmonella outbreak where the source had been narrowed down to onions, jalapenos, or tomatoes. I’d had a weeks-long craving for homemade guacamole and pico de gallo, so finally I went charging into the grocery store all I AM NOT AFRAID OF THE THINGS THAT PLEASE ME, bought all my shit, made…

unlike weed you would need to smoke a whole “blunt” of it to get high

Not a single comma. That put holes in my brain.

“One ticket to Melbourne, please!”

“It got a little tight today, so I looked at the box and thought ‘should I do it? Should I not?’ I did it real quick.”

Him: “Picaboooooo!”

PROFESSIONAL BLACK JACK...is not what Esfandiari plays.

You got to know when to hold it.

You can’t be flopping the nuts at a poker table.

Whenever the End Times come, we need to make sure we save Antonio Cromartie for re-population purposes.

I’m posting this here just because you mentioned the traffic. I would like non-natives to notice two things: a) the site is over a mile from the nearest freeway, which means 70,000 fans traversing surface streets to get there, and b) the proximity to LAX (along the left side), which causes that stretch of 405 to back…

+1, practice makes Burfict

I disagree

Cam just wants his kid to grow up to be a lawyer or a doctor an accountant.

I think I’ll enjoy it either way.

Jim Tomsula also has a carport.