No. Just, no.

I am predicting beards will be allowed by the end of 2018.

I saw Charles Bradley at Lollapalooza a few years back; his voice was strong and you can definitely tell he was having the time of his life. He even spent the last five minutes of the show walking along the audience.

They were all really Dean Martin’s kids.

His son Scott Lewis said that, in discussing why he left his wife, Jerry told him “I love you, but I didn’t work my fingers to the bone for you or your mother. I did it all for me. All of you got in the way, and so I’m releasing myself from those obstacles to see if I can enjoy my life totally.”

I know its his money to give away, but still... what a dick.

I think we can all agree that in a crisis, the important thing is that someone wins.

Then it becomes a competition about who has it worse. And if no clear winner emerges from all of this, the two-man sack race will be held on consecutive Sundays until a champion can be crowned. 

Tell this to my brother, who is 18 months younger than me but whose only run-ins with the wrong side of authority figures came as he went through school and had to convince still-in-therapy teachers that “I’m Roger and Debbie’s good kid.” The firstborn was the little juvenile delinquent.

Don’t forget, though, that while Churchill had the nice words it was hard bastards like this that actually did the not surrendering, fighting on beaches etc etc.

Rage, rage against the calling of the last.

In the battle of fictional superspies, Jason Bourne ends Bond with extreme prejudice.

An excellent point.

Yes, this x1000. Which version of the truth are you planning on backing up with your integrity if we confirm you to the position you seek? Not petty at all.

I mean, I can see where he’s going with it in his follow-up.

This is some petty shit and I am living for it.

The headline of a take in this alternate universe.

He’s The Master! (not in any sort of actual mastery sense, but more in a ‘The Master’ movie starring Philip Seymour Hoffman type of mastery)

I imagine that Ratboy’s assistants are about as well-prepared to take on head coaching duties as Belichick’s assistants, i.e. not at all just in case they meet up at some point in the future. Exhibit A: Saturday evening, Texans vs. Patriots /Exhibit B: Everybody but Mike Brey (Quin Snyder having landed in the NBA).

If Grayson Allen was black, he would have been absolutely roasted by the national media and fans by now. Fuck that guy.