I argue fiercely during this common debate for Bob Marley - especially worldwide.
I argue fiercely during this common debate for Bob Marley - especially worldwide.
13 minutes of ejections?? That was fun! I was running out of variations of “Are you fucking kidding me/Are you insane/Fuck that” that I was using in my own voice-over.
Oh shit...he's wearing Eric Davis' number. This could be fun!!
“pasty white men and women of Wississippi,”
These super-fit people mystify me. Strong like bull, but can’t utilize it practically. Yeah they can lift stuff, but I’m constantly stepping in for my ripped co-worker because he lacks dexterity or the ability to reason (we're masons). Like good looks and brains, one usually can’t have both.
Fuck that guy. He probably wound up at 3rd because of an error, but claimed it as his triple.
I subscribe to Hulu. I get my local team on the local Fox Sports channel. Thankfully, they’re in the National League. I don’t know how creative people watch the American League at all. Was that really a serious question?
It also looks like he is living the life he hoped years in the NFL would pay for. Rest easy, Eddie. I enjoyed watching him play.
Leeeeroooooyyyyy Jenkins!!!!!
What do you call it? Breakfast?
Yup. These are my readers.
That would have been marvelous!
Why don't you tell me what's REALLY bothering you?
I hope this gets more love.
Derrick Turnbow and Russell Branyan were fun, briefly.
I hear you, but fuck the Yankees forever and ever, Amen.
Were you doing Text-to-Speak with four people in the room and the punctuation keys taped over? Sorry for your loss, but dayum!
I think that they’re trying to get pitchers to throw more strikes. I’m against this ridiculous “stealing” first base rule, but watching a pitcher get ahead 0-2, only to watch him try 3 times to get a batter to chase a curveball in the dirt is infuriating and boring. More strikes thrown turns into more balls in play…
I mutter this to myself while I’m standing on the tee pad, about to rip a disc through a batallion of trees guarding the disc golf basket.
Those SHADES, man. Whew!