Lately I’ve been experimenting with turning my baseball cap around so that the brim is behind me. It seems counter-productive, sure, but I feel it projects a signal that I’m ready to party and would be open to the company of hot babes.

Well, it would be actually kind of refreshing to find out a Warriors player knew how to grab something by the throat.

“Nah, we’re good.”

Searches: Most popular sex positions.

As far as Calvins on Sunday, he is only second to Hobbes for bringing a paper tiger to life.

The attempted assassination of Ronald Reagan, or Loni Anderson’s boobs. All three were noteworthy events of the early 1980s.

I got 11 balls today

Sean Avery is a huge swollen asshole.

You do a really good job describing the absolute primal rage one feels when a loved one gets mocked or treated like your brother did. I don’t know where it comes from but it’s powerful. As an aside, my wife and I often say that one of the many silver linings that came from our 2nd son being born with Down syndrome is…

But, you won't be holding a bottle that says Bud Light Lime on it.

Just because you are charitably donating the profits from selling individual ketchup packets you assiduously glean from area fast food restaurants doesn’t mean that you aren’t a parasite.

“give so much back to the baseball world.”

“It’s real to me”

This news is especially sad considering early reports that it was all fun and games.

He’s already demanded a trade to the Pirates.

So a dead guy comes back to life once he lands in a city called Phoenix, but somehow Christianity deserves the credit? Bullshit.

In the seventh inning?!? That’s quite the stretch.

Come on, you just know this douchenzzle is 905.