Enforcer.

Yup. That’s about the size of it.

Who’s getting paid? Any black women? Doubt it. Not amused. 

This game looks boring.

I don’t even know what the thing is supposed to look like anymore. 

Aw, man... I just want to frag good and not have to buy stuff and have sweet graphics.

Half. Not half Asian.

I look forward to renting this at Hertz, or whatever...

Muller is trying to flush out all the other spineless geeks to thought that they could be cool, but showing that if you come clean, you can get off lightly.

Worth it.

Ask Pence.

Trotsky is spinning alongside Marx and a bunch of others who share the same grave. Together at the same time.  

Fuck the book, publish the editors notes. 

“This is not the time or place for another black-dick joke.”

Patrick Beverly is the worst.

I can accept ‘fuck you and f-you Pat Beverley,’ I can accept that. I’m a grown man. But, you know, you bring family into it—especially in a basketball game—it’s only so much you can tolerate as a man.

Wes Anderson has become a caricature of himself.

What if every player was a decent passer? I’ve always wondered why the quarterback was the primary initiator of the offense. Seems inefficient. If everyone could throw a halfway decent forward pass, seem that would make their offense that much more unpredictable.

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