Pretty sure you’re stanning for Boddinger. Enough to see you as a bootlicker.
Fuck off asshat.
Look at that, now you’re dismissing comments that adhere to your no-profanity criteria and are on-topic.
Looks like this comments section’s gonna be dominated by assholes who refuse to engage on the subject, choosing instead to dismiss those with whom they disagree.
So, you can’t handle someone saying the F word?
She’s been open about it, when other outlets asked her about it in reference to her decision to work under a pseudonym.
Fuck all that and fuck you.
Shame on Splinter for this article - and on Boddinger, for agreeing to it. This reeks of the worst of old Gawker.
They’re sails. The propulsion comes from the direct action of the wind on the sails, without a transfer of energy to another system.
I’ll be the music nerd and point out that what he’s calling the “rhythm” of the verse is really referred to as its poetic meter. Iambic octameter, to be exact.
It was Sports Night, on two occasions. For one, the quote comes after recapping a bunch of no-or-low-scoring final outcomes. Dan says, I believe, “a modest proposal: make the nets bigger.” for the other, Dan and Casey are discussing Dan’s disdain for soccer, when he suggests removing the goalie and making the nets…
Agreed wholeheartedly.
Oh, you’re one of THOSE fucking people.