I think the Liebman joke is one of the weakest claims. That’s a pretty obvious joke. I’m sure it’s been made a million times by a million people.

This storm should meet my good friend, Florida.

For those who didn’t see the game, let me summarize Chris Collinsworth’s commentary:

Stop with this face. You are beutiful and sexy without it.

To be fair, I have always hated Leonardo diCaprio, he seems like an entitled spoiled fuck face.

No. Being proud of her own success - at her career and at not getting pregnant - is not an implied criticism of other women.

Amen, sister. Almost 32 and still baby-free, thanks to my fear of penises as a teenager, and a free supply of slut pills as an adult. THANKS OBAMA.

It’s not a job, its a hobby. These cheerleaders are not professional athletes. Athletes compete, these cheerleaders are entertainers. They do not do aerials, they do leg kicks - once a week for a show. Professional dancers in theater do shows twice a day. I’m confused if you’re not comparing things in an apples to…

Women have a right to prostitution. Don’t be judgemental.

I don’t disagree with you, but these women knew the job paid shit when they signed up for it, right? I have to be missing something here because I don’t understand why there is any outrage over what they were paid. If they wanted more money, they shouldn’t have taken the job.

I agree that they should be paid, but calling them professional athletes in the same vain as the players they're cheering for is...short-sighted

A baby Wheel?

Are we ruling out the possibility that he’s secretly sworn to the Dallas Cowboys, though?

I feel like she’s that girl that absorbs her bf’s personalities/makes us all sick with her new love of (enter here what new boyfriend is in to). No offense to GS, but we all have that friend who does that.

“Full Mossy Oak.” I died.

We get it you like Blake but you don’t have to go full Mossy Oak.

Look, polar bears are great. But the greatest of all the bears we’ve seen in 2015?! Sorry Tom, but it’s gotta be the porch bear, especially at the 3:00 mark, when the bear scrambles away, but then ever so deliberately turns towards the camera, and unleashes a nasty shit by the side of the house. This bear wins.

Starred for how much fun the word nopetopus is to say.

Yes to artist collabs that are real collabs and not just “here’s some stock design patterns for you to choose from,” like Rebel Wilson’s Torrid collection unfortunately was. I’m hoping for good things from Ditto.