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The part of IK is being played by Peter North.

I don't think you've watched your own video yet, or you'd see that that's a lie.

Dammit, Dikachu, I didn't know you looked that hot in real life! I would have been masturbating to you in my office years ago!

It is a fucking travesty that Dikachu didn't get this firstie.

I actually really liked that song.

Blind Melon was respected, until their lead singer died. I personally liked Tonic.

Except sports teams get MASSIVE amounts of revenue from local t.v. contracts, and so they're not going to do anything to jeopardize those revenue streams by allowing streaming of in-market games.

You must be new here.

It blacks out local games, which is all I care about.

Other men die; I am not another, therefor I'll not die.

I will be driving in September from NYC to Vegas and back. Will probably duck over to San Diego just to say I actually did the cross-continent trip.

Impersonal death is an oxymoron.

ESPN, TNT, and YES are the only basic-cable channels I'd need, because those have Yankee games and World Series games sometimes. If it weren't for the Yankees, I could do without t.v. entirely.

That's an oddly comforting story.

Probably will be a window air conditioning unit falling out from a building you walk past on the sidewalk.

DEATH THREAD:

You mean "figuratively."

No, it wasn't just Rose McGowan. His entire plan was to kill as many people as possible using his car; he ran it head-on into another car full of women at speed specifically to kill them. That was his gig; he was a serial-murderer-by-car. The movie shows him killing four or five people that way (can't remember how

OH MY GOD. I remember one time somebody asked me to pick them up on 69th Drive in Middle Village. And this is the literal progression of streets I pass: driving down Metropolitan Avenue, pass 73rd Place, then 75th Street, then turn right on 78th Street. Then pass 67th Road, then 67th Drive, then 68th Avenue, then 68th

I saw CHVRCHES there last year and wanted to blow my fucking brains out. More than usual, I mean.