You play a Slazenger 1, don’t you Mr. Trump? This is a Slazenger 7.

“He [will] murder their children, burn their property to the ground and say it was all Obama/Clinton’s fault and they [won’t] miss a beat in their obedience.”

This gets me every fucking time.

That’s great, Drew. But who are the Chefs?

Purdue Pharma is a criminal conspiracy.

‘they ate the DJ' is an incredible band name.

Why, do the boxes taste better? 

Ray Ratto thinks every time a team wants a play reviewed, it should have to pay $1 million in cash on the spot to a local charity, or take the call it got and shut up about it.

I too remember the time Mother Teresa fucked a pornstar. 

Christina Hendricks in that episode was... wow. All these years later I still have a crush on her and Morena Baccarin.

God, that show was so great.

“Oh, I’m going to the special hell.”

I’ll be in my bunk.

(Ok, just because this scene popped into my head just now ...)

What’s really bizarre about this whole thing is that Hasbro clearly doesn’t even understand the subtext of the game they’ve been publishing for decades.

I look forward to Hasbro revising the current rules of Monopoly by allowing players who go bankrupt to simply get bailed out by the bank provided they have enough property, and for the other players to subsidize this redistribution of wealth.

“You’re poor and you can’t pay the rent. Allowed yourself to be sexually harassed by the landlord to keep the lights on.”

He may be losing it, but the only way to stop a bad guy with a degenerative cognitive disorder is with a good guy with a degenerative cognitive disorder.

If I came home and found my ex-gfs sitting around drinking MY tea and my wife and daughter are missing, I’d probably first ask them what gives them the right to just take MY TEA.  You couldn’t ask first?  You knew that was the tea that I bought for myself for when I get stressed out, but you just went ahead and took…