juliasterus
Juliasterus
juliasterus

Counterpoint 1) Neither the RF or CF even move. They both instantly realize they will not catch it. That is not like “a lot like the other 3 thousand homeruns”

Counterpoint 2) Even if the fence was a relatively close 370 to the gap...He CLEARLY donged it a solid 70-80 ft further than that. Are you really unimpressed by

In my experience, each of the large plates is 45lbs. So, at the NFL combine, the 225lb bench press is done with two plates on each end of a standard 45lb bar.

Que shiraz shiraz

Seriously, what the fuck? They were 1 of only 2 teams to come within single digits of UConn, and they had 1 other loss (on the road to a top 15 team). And that makes them the 9th-12th best team? And placed IN UConn’s region? I really don’t get it.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Eh. I disagree. I think there are way more good teams, lots of good coaches, and enough talent that one or two programs can’t just monopolize the good talent. I just think Auriemma are that good.

....how is Maryland a 3 seed?

UConn wins 110-53.

I actually got the bracket in my inbox yesterday but didn’t release it, here it is you can independently verify its authenticity

You’re about a year late on that.

Spotted a minor mistake: They left out “UConn” in the middle.

The three fingers were actually because he was making a sly reference to Borges’ great “Three Versions of Judas.”

I’m an adult and I have a job, so I don’t wear hoodies.

I’m an adult and I have a job, so I don’t wear hoodies.

Out of curiosity, am I the only person in his mid-40s who missed out on the hoodie craze? It always felt like boys’ clothing, ie - something you’re supposed to grow out of. I see men a decade older than me wearing them and it seems...weird. IDK, maybe it’s just me?

Out of curiosity, am I the only person in his mid-40s who missed out on the hoodie craze? It always felt like boys’

There are a Brazilion things wrong with this.

If there was a problem, yo, he’d certainly solve it.

Poo like samurai

You’re only supposed to set your clock forward one hour, friend.

Dear Idiot,