You are welcome. I wish I could have told you before you had to write out “magic negro”, but maybe next time. Have a good one.
You are welcome. I wish I could have told you before you had to write out “magic negro”, but maybe next time. Have a good one.
He’s saying mystique is built over time. When Tiger goes out and wins major after major, it gets in the heads of his competitors that they have to play PERFECT to beat him.
You know Kevin DuBrow has been dead for 10 years, right?
Goddamnit Drew, we don’t need to feed Pats fans’ egos that their team is somehow ordained by the gods to win due to some “mystique.”
Get back to work, Rom. Those synergies aren’t just going to emerge out of the fucking blue.
This could possibly threaten the integrity of the whole NFL.
SWEET JESUS!!!!!!
There is no greater sense of pride and accomplishment than when your work team comes together to pull off a project that took literally all year and caused you pounding headaches, relentless anxiety, and lost sleep so that a few of the results can be taken and plopped onto a single PowerPoint slide and delivered as a…
That’s the beauty of it. Frankly, Bill is probably pissed he’s not at the office preparing for the draft.
Sark said he wouldn’t be repeating the same offensive call blunders that cost the Falcons the Super Bowl.
I’m glad you lost that game.
I think we’ve got competing jokes going on here.
You must have missed the National Championship game.
The interview was pretty short:
She’s like “Iggy Azalea: the Disney Years.”
Is this really the best term to use when trying to counter misogyny?
But Atlanta voted for Trump...and New England didn’t. Conclusion: America hates continued success, not Trump.
What? Not having the right temperament for kids is a great excuse. It’s much better than having kids he doesn’t want and then being a shit father.
“Seamus and Archer are on the autism scale,”
Atlanta blew that game hahaha. Oh well they’re in the history books now, biggest choke in Super Bowl history. The look on their owners face was priceless. Where’s your creepy arm dancing now..