I worked with a guy who lived in Philly. It’s rare, but some people do this twice a day, 5 days a week.

Okafor traveling unnecessarily? YOU DONT SAY!

Triggered much?

The rise of the term snowflake is one of the absolute dumbest parts of this whole mess.

I mean, I don’t know how much clearer I can be about this (I also don’t know why people dance around making this point): If you support Donald Trump, you’re a bad person.

Oh god I so hope this is the opening volley in the labor battle that destroys the NFL

This is now the second time in a month that ESPN has fallen on its face while trying to discipline one of its biggest personalities for daring to talk politics on Twitter.

The Browns should have responded with a picture of a plane hitting the world trade center.

As someone who avidly listens to Pardon My Take but very seldom finds myself reading Barstool Sports, I think it’s important to note that PMT is unique in that it does not rely on the humor referenced in this post (played out sexist, racist, etc. jokes), and instead seeks to satirize all of the stupidity that happens…

Eh.. She may be a poet, but she’s no Wesley Willis.

I feel as though we all did.

“Jaguars Junction” is the only good thing on the Internet anymore.

I guess I’m EXTREMELY not sure how you see that as leading with the shoulder. His shoulders are squared behind his head, and the crown of his helmet impacts Adams’s face mask. That’s about as head-hunting as head-hunting gets.

in what world did he lead with his shoulder?

“Anytime you hear, “The last person to do this was Barry Bonds,” it’s time to bow down.”

Not high school, but in elementary school, my school changed its name from the “Roberts Raiders” to the “Roberts Whalers”, because it was the early 90s and Free Willy was huge (and people still thought Sea World wasn’t evil). The school had a fund-raiser to “adopt” a whale and everything. Months went by until someone…

My list. You can be dead or fictional, but not both.

I’m not one to call some lady I’ve never met—or even heard of until now—a liar, but, umm...this:

If my husband was too dumb to find his way out of a locker room, I’d keep it to myself.