‘Tics.

By all logic, reason, and science, the appropriate end for Trump is to shit himself while stroking out to one of his pep rallys to a chorus of Lock Her Up! being rained down on him by a choir of Cletuses (Cletii?) in a mostly empty arena somewhere.

This x1000.

Haaaaaaaave you tried ‘St. Louis-style’ pizza?

Audio will be ‘Slow Hand’ by the Pointer Sisters

Is that Jean Raffio?  I might need to watch.

I forgot my gym clothes one day so I did deadlifts in khakis and a plain white t-shirt.  I have absolutely stopped caring how I look when I work out.

“When she came to me she didn’t have a low voice,” Dr. Phyllis Gardner, a professor of medicine at Stanford University and early whistleblower on Holmes’s general grift

Nick Offerman is one of my absolute favorite human beings.

Joe-Cero machine

they still couldn’t get accepted to decent colleges?

Camouflage jokes are my absolute favorite dad jokes.

That’s what your mom does with my balls anyway.

I fully agree although all 10 on King’s list are boys.

I don’t want to question King’s judgment, but the player at the 7:53 mark deserved a top-five spot, easy—maybe top two.

Also, Beer Mile.

Never Forget.

It’s not right that I had to scroll down so far for this.

Another Nike mishap?  This whole story is just more fresh meat for Darren Rovell.

I disagree. I have a strong feeling the words ‘Can you super-size that’? and possibly ‘You have to promise not to laugh when I take off my pants’ have come out of his mouth many times.