It was truly amazing. to see him adjust in real time and just TAKE it to Marlon was one of the best title performances i have ever seen. 

um....ok.

dude the areana went crazy. with the cage mic’d up it sounded like a gunshot. 

yeah that was weird too. He’s a piece of shit, but im wondering why she has 10 Gs in a safe in a shit apartment where she works at night.

TITLE TOWN! TITLE TOWN! TITLE TOWN!

I like the way you push up, boy. 

ok, Floyd, we know ya cant just be on the internet and trying to thrust the attention away from you, buddy.

he makes a SHIT TON of money. 

That pitcher had a GAME AS FUCK face when the sooner hit that homer. she was smiling like “ok, motherfucker. it’s on.” that was dope.

Just write the damn article, Lauren. Jesus. I get where you’re coming from and im interested in your coverage of this But stop writing like a pissed off grads student when trying to place evidence supporting your position in the article.

hats not how this works. you cant just dismiss it with blank statements. sure sports have rules, but this isn’t just about the rules. its about reaching a point where these athletes are excepted and allowed to exit their sport without having to explain their lives every other article. 

yeah something tells me you look like a psycho all on your own.

the funny thing now is that the account got suspended.

aaaaaaand the tigers are like, “fuck.”

If she i fact did send videos and attempted to create a relationship after their interaction, then this 100% bolsters his defense. Attempting to discredit HIM based solely on the fact that this rebuttal accuses her of extortion is just as silly as slut-shaming another victim. 

my concern is not that NO SEEMS TO REMEMBER THE RULE OF NOT FUCKING FILMING THIS SHIT WITH YOUR PHONES, but why the stripper chose to come dressed as Haley Berry’s catwoman.

yeah this dude is an asshole. and instead of admitting he was, he doubles down and adds, “i was only on twitter for a few months.”

I always thought it was fake with how goddamn bad it was.

God DAYUM, Jennifer!

Little tone deaf, my gal.