That’s like the Raiders gathering the media together to hype the announcement that they will soon be purchasing two new printers for the Payables department.
That’s like the Raiders gathering the media together to hype the announcement that they will soon be purchasing two new printers for the Payables department.
KISS Tried to Kill Me - Black Spiders
I’ll see your sadly-forgotten, tragically-underrated underground Boston band and raise you a Del Fuegos.
Not one of those leg-shaving spandex-swaddled assholes got off their bike to scratch her behind the ear and praise her for being such a good dog. Seriously, fuck those guys.
+1 Here. Take your damned star.
That gif needs to be the opening montage for “This Week in US Politics”
All of the reviews I’ve read have absolutely bludgeoned this show for being unfocused and campy. Thank you for being a voice of reason - this show is awesome. Although I can’t help but wonder why they give the American guy a full-on modern midwest accent rather than make the actor learn a British one. If we don’t give…
So Conor McGregor is stupidly wealthy, talks a lot of shit, and has no depth - is this GQ’s idea of investigative journalism?
Having grown up in Worcester, I can confidently say that it makes Pawtucket look like Barcelona. The best description of Worcester came from Truman Capote, in his book In Cold Blood, where he described the city as “a Massachusetts factory town of steep up-and-down streets that even in the best of weathers seem…
The jaw-dropping lack of law, morality and common sense at Baylor makes Deadwood look like a grade school bible camp.
Kyle Shanahan is having a nut-crusher of a 24 hours:
Loses Super Bowl
Unable to leave stadium due to opposing fans celebrating
Torn to shreds on social media for his play calling
Named Head Coach of San Francisco
Jesus. Another dreary Patriots hate piece? Did Deadspin’s Hot Take Generator break down over the weekend?
Because the weekend, brah.
With so many empty seats, Spanos has recreated a real old school San Diego vibe for his presser. All that’s missing is the blackout.
Capturing the post-HOF results banter.
Once again, a light rain has cast San Diego into a drizzly, hysteria-generating Apocalypse. People are driving like the streets are covered with crawling babies.