Indeed. Truly a monster.

One has to wonder what kind of degrading shit Snyder does to “escorts” behind closed doors if he’s openly pimping out the team cheerleaders in his spare time.

“Conscious-less”? I think you meant “conscience-less,” but since Snyder et al seem to be brain dead, I guess the first one fits as well.

It’d be awesome if Miller ate cyanide just like his idol.

As I’ve gotten older, I find it MORE difficult to deal with grief, loss and rejection, which seems strange (and is also very frustrating) to me.

They need proofreaders. ANY media outlet should have at least one proofreader, but most of them operate under the “We have spellcheck, which FIXES EVERYTHING lulzzzz” mindset.

“... attempted to gouge her eyes out.”

What’s the deal with NFL owners and their fucked up hair? Either they have toupees that make Gene Simmons’s look subtle, or they have the same haircut they did when they were 9 years old.

So heartwarming to see a bunch of not-as-middle-class-as-they-like-to-think-they-are suburban dipshit “real” Americans coming to the defense of a multimillionaire asshole who doesn’t care whether they live or die. #MAGA #blessed #thoughtsandprayers 

Wait, you mean to say that the people who scream the loudest about their rights being impugned don’t know what they’re talking about? In AMERICA’S HEARTLAND®?? 

Or a mullet

I swear to God NPR must hire the vocal “talent” based on how radio-unfriendly their voices are. And not just the twentysomething dipshit reporters? Whose every sentence fragment? Sounds like a question?

And not just the millennials: It wasn’t that long ago that NPR had Garrison Fucking Keillor breathing directly into…

Agreed: if it sounds like the name some hipster dipshit would give their child, it’s a must-avoid. No “Thaddeus,” no “Ignatius,” no “Zola,” no “Clementine,” etc.

I love “people” names for pets. The more mundane the better, so Mark, Tina, etc. get my stamp of approval.

I refuse to believe that a dude who makes his living grappling with other dudes while wearing very little clothing has any hang-ups about homosexuality.

I work in downtown MPLS too, and fortunately, I had a doctor’s appointment this morning so I worked from home today.

Gee, it’s almost as if deliberately burning bridges in the lucrative industry in which you made your fortune and then blowing through most of your liquid assets on hookers and drugs has consequences.

Good point -- it is at the correct height

I remember that waaay back in the ‘90s, Details magazine had a “Reader’s Tips” section, and some fool wrote in with a way to never pee on the seat in the middle of the night that involved staring at the toilet, then turning on the bathroom light for a second and then you could aim for the after-image imprinted on your…

Robot Fleshlight™