My mentor in the 90's was a Professor Emeritus who had been a German soldier in WWII. He would meticulously edit a sentence in my draft, then when I re-submitted, he would meticulously change it back.
My mentor in the 90's was a Professor Emeritus who had been a German soldier in WWII. He would meticulously edit a sentence in my draft, then when I re-submitted, he would meticulously change it back.
I gave my old lady the business the other night. But on further review, it was just incidental contact.
It’s a good thing I don’t say the word.
I think we expect too much from ESPN. Every ESPN is going to be an ESPN. It is the nature of the beast.
Gingy please.
They backed a screw out of my ankle with a freaking brace-and-bit while interns watched.
(Lawyer Milloy suddenly checks his wallet...)
And here I thought they had this guy dead to rights on a legit moto-doping case — for saying his last name five times fast during his last race.
I think it’s time for cycling to just allow doping. It seems like all the best guys are already doing it, and if you’re not - you don’t stand a fucking chance...
Don’t forget the Jill Stein voters.
The great combo of experience of a lifetime and presumably pants-shitting terror.
How does UT completely disregard this guy’s alleged knowledge of Sandusky? It wasn’t like McQueary was indiscriminately throwing names around. He picked this guy out.
If this actually goes through, expect his introductory news conference to look a lot like Kiffin’s exit one. Nobody wants this guy at Tennessee, season ticket holders are pledging to discontinue, and alumni are rescinding their pledges. The AD, Chancellor, and President are putting their careers on the line to hire a…
So the question begs to be asked: Were the cats fat because of the man, or were they always that way?
We adopted a stray fat cat when I was a kid. Figured he had an owner, he was so rotund he couldn’t have been out that long, but cat was just fat. My mom had him tested for medical stuff over the years, but kitty just wasn’t itty bitty. My friend saw him for the first time and said “Dude, is that a cat or a couch?” At…
a calypso.
Oh, the Red Wings have a new shithead on their team? Cool.
Yes a golden lollipop so they stop crying
This is nit a good idea.
Well, just put it this way, you’re already a winner for not living in Chicopee