Le Batard is maybe the one example I can think of, though he was never really over-the-top with it. And he’s toned it down ever since his radio show moved to the morning slot. FWIW, I think the show has suffered for it, but whatever. Good for him for building out his little empire within ESPN, even though my enjoyment…

Eh... Valar Morghulis.

I’ve recently learned that I’m suffering from sclerosis of the liver... and pancreatic cancer (it’s genetic, apparently)! And, though, these last couple seasons of GoT could’ve been better, I still enjoyed them, for the most part.

You’re wasting your money on something like this. Rarely do you need pressure to clean anything around the house. Just get a pump up sprayer and some bleach and rinse it off with a garden hose. 

You’re wasting your money on something like this. Rarely do you need pressure to clean anything around the house.…

Is it? I always thought of Bon Iver as Justin Vernon. I’m not saying you’re wrong, just that I’m surprised. I could look it up myself, I guess, but where’s the fun in that?

I have a Black Flag tattoo :-(

Right. I couldn’t care less about spoilers (it the MCU, honestly), but when someone’s being an asshole simply for the sake of being an asshole, then that asshole needs to have his behavior corrected and learn not to be an asshole. Whether the corrective measure comes in the form of shame or embarrassment or losing a…

A stun gun won’t do shit against a determined attacker. A dipshit at a bar one night had one and thought it was funny to randomly hit people with it. He got my friend, who replied by telling him that shit wasn’t funny and if he did it again he was gonna get fucked up. Well, dude did it again, and my friend threw him…

Yeah... As of now though, my favorite memory involving Danzig is when Danny Marianino knocked him the fuck out. 

I’m 40 and not married... guess I learned something about myself today. Oh boy, my girlfriend is gonna be super-disappointed when she hears about this.

My barfly ex was always spouting off some version of, “That’s what I do. I drink and I know things.”

I was at the concert—not by choice—in which he’d just performed before getting on that doomed flight. The concert was held to celebrate the grand opening of a T-mobile store. It was not a good show. Perry Farrell opened and was fucking terrible. Just a straight-up abomination to hear. 

But, but but... they’re the coolest, funnest, only-iest reason to watch the NHL these days. Their celebrations are the best thing ever, or so I’m told! Come on, man! 

I came here to post the exact same clip. First thing that came to mind. 

I nearly missed this post until I somehow saw your lyrics and absent-mindedly sang the words out loud and the reference clicked. Fantastic.

Exactly. I came here to post the same thought, but you beat me to it. Maybe all the years of blows to the Head have exacerbated things, but Matt Hughes has always been a huge shit-head.

In the month or so leading up to the opening of our first local Cookout restaurant, I had a friend who would go on and on, Forrest Gump-style, about all the different combinations you could get for $5: “a burger, a taco, fries, and two 5-piece nuggets... or 2 burgers, a taco, fries, and 1 5-piece nuggets... Or a…

Rondo is the best. And I really mean that. 

There was the one sappy Google ad that sorta got to me. I'm a natural-born sap, however, so that's not saying much. But yeah, everything else about this Super Bowl was boring as shit (and I'm a lifelong Pats fan). 

I noticed that too. In fact, I sent a text to my Patriot-fan coworker asking if he too saw Brady kissing Bob Kraft on the mouth. His reply: “Brady kisses everyone on the mouth. Go Pats!” So, there you go.