the vile pitcher collapses on his dirtpile

Montana, man.

The best Fan Fic was curated by Rob Bricken for Fan Fiction Friday back in the Topless Robot days.

I said”one of.” Or are you going to give me shit for considering They Might Be Giants offerings better music than Kid Rock or Hootie and the Blowfish?

I was hoping to make it evident that my goal was to have fun, above all. Being edgy for its own sake is boring to me.

“What’s Up?” by 4 Non-Blondes. Nothing is even close.

In closing, we only have about 3 weeks left

That’s what happens when you go to a SECONDARY. LOCATION!

“That being said, man, this year’s Champions League has kind of sucked. All these late comebacks—of both the successful and unsuccessful variety—lead to the conlusion that there isn’t a truly great team out there in Europe this season.”

To be fair, if you hire a guy named “Strom” and he doesn’t turn out to be a segregationist, you’d feel cheated too.

Please, you haven’t even bothered to look for fonts if that’s your issue.

The opening couple of paragraphs seem to suggest you think cooking bacon in the oven doesn’t result in a jar full of bacon fat. How on earth are you cooking bacon in the oven, because I just pour the fat off the sheet pan straight into a jar.

They’re all wrong:

Co-sign on the tortillas. Also on the salad dressing. A warm vinaigrette with bacon fat + red wine vinegar + honey is the perfect triangle of flavour.

So your saying we should ignore racial discrimination and that it’s insignificant compared to completely unrelated issues? Your whataboutism says a lot about your views on racial politics.

I love how many white people are letting it be known it’s normal for the cops to be called if someone uses the bathroom at a starbucks without buying a coffee.

I too, recall all the times I have seen someone arrested because they were waiting for the third member of their party show up. That is a totally normal thing.

You must not have seen the interviews with other patrons at the Starbucks. A white woman came in and used the restroom at the same time, and also didn’t buy anything. The manager seemed to have zero problem with that...

This summer, Vin Diesel is Mrs. Dalloway