I thought the alt-right already had an official greasy, orange pile of garbage that makes your stomach cramp just by looking at it

I tend to think that my comments will lead black people into a deep, dark pit of despair, simply because I am an eternal pessimist, and will never believe that racism will be eradicated.

Anime and other foreign titles.

This’ll get me some flack because I’m seeing something other than how his words were (stupidly) structured, but I think he meant to include everyone in his statement about “ordinary Americans.” He tends to speak out against the millionaires, who are not ordinary, and he tends to contrast them with the rest of us who…

Pats could pick up Kaepernick as a back-up. Boston fans would surely embrace that.

I understand your high expectations, but we all know he’ll just go back to his bread and butter after this: Strong-arming the villagers out of their money as they try to cross his bridge.

All I want is for him to take his money, settle down, and make a profession out of podcasting about books or something. All the books in the world for Andrew.

This story has really humped the shark.

Church goers are racist hypocrites. What a shock!

Lonzo doesn’t necessarily deserve 82 games of torture

Speaking of Haribo, has anyone ever read the Amazon customer reviews of their sugarfree gummy bears? Hilariousness.

WTF? Failing to teach teens about how to protect themselves from STDs and pregnancy has... what to do with a supposed adult keeping the promise he willingly made to the woman he supposedly loves for 2 GD months, exactly?

The entire article should just be replaced with this

My pits are sweating at my desk. I paid good money for the whiskey used to suppress my memories like these and some are coming back to me.

The basic theme is dudes being truly incapable of seeing the plain truth that the girl is not interested. You gotta play in your own league. Hint: If it's 8th grade, and her name is Ashley, she's out of your league.

Against my better judgement, I read every one. All it did was dredge up every awkward teenage interaction I ever had with girls I liked, and now I have a desire to get overwhelmingly drunk.

The chubby kid playing his clarinet at the girls' soccer game is the best story I've ever read on one of these "Send me your tragic stories" posts Drew does from time-to-time. I was laughing for five minutes at the mental imagery of this girl tying to play soccer while a pudgy kid blows on a clarinet in an effort to…

I cannot read this.