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I agree!! Let him go out the same way that Jeffrey Dahmer left our planet. Someone beating him with a mop handle. Hopefully, they jam the stick up this guys anal cavity after beating him.

NO ONE CARES!

Blink 182 is much better with Matt Skiba.

Don’t do that. Come on.

well played, sir, well played

Okay, if it matters to you that much, if that Jags win, I will let people know if it crushed my soul in a manner that made me pee.

Man, in hindsight, I dug alot of these bands back in the day. Looking back makes me kinda ashamed because I had buried these facts for so long, but I guess I have to come to grips with the fact that I had shitty taste in music back then, and your post has now shown this to me.

But they also blew a 3-1 lead in the Finals.

So basically every event at the Winter Olympics is out

That’s bizarre. I thought the commenter you replied to was not wrong in their thesis (that black athletes are more harshly judged), but that you were correct that Ray Rice isn’t a good comparison to Tonya Harding.

That would be bizarre if you got greyed for that. (Especially since the original poster in that thread seemed to be in contention for the dumbest person alive award.)

Email Marchman! He’s gotten me out of the greys several times now.

My older brother is quite the high-strung dude: a doctor before he was 30 (chief resident no less), good-looking wife who is a nurse, three beautiful daughters before he turned 31, you know the whole 9 yards. Anyways, I took a more methodical approach and finally got my shit together, married the girl of my dreams,

this is the only possible answer. if it was anything more untoward we would have already heard about it and he wouldn’t be copping to it as quickly

I don’t think LP is ready for the hard stuff, man.

Sugar free candy is no joke. I didn’t realize until I stress-ate a whole bag of sugar free cherry candy. It was the first day of a new job, too, so that was mortifying.

It’s so goddamn good I call it Cinnamon Mouth Rape. In the very best way.

Okay, okay. Just make sure you take the coffee from the carafe with the orange pour spout.

Magary mentioned the peanut butter variety up above, and I was sold. Don’t even care if one box will give me diabetes. I’m good with buddying up to ole’ Wilford Brimley. Seems like a righteous old coot.

The best acceptance speech we’ll never see.