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genteel in-laws. damn you kinja, and your 15 minute editing window!

that thanksgiving was my first celebrating with my wife’s family in DC. As a life long Pats fan, I was concerned that it’d be a close game and that i’d have to bite my tongue so as to not swear up a storm in front of my gentile in-laws. much to my delight, the game was a complete and utter laugh fest and I didn’t have…

were you deeply affected by the practices of Dr. Tim Whatley and will no longer go under anesthesia as well?

“3. I get to put hot coffee on the tray table and get to start shit with the person in front of me if he decides he’s going to recline his seat back”

the look on mitch “myrtle the turtle” mcconell’s face is too fucking good.

to quote the great henry rollins:

not defending this dude, but those more obscene shirts were printed by a rival anti-yankees shirt selling group. those travesties you can’t pin on him.

zolak is a god damn national treasure. toucher and rich are also great. everyone else on this list is a walking, talking diarrhea person.

phil hellmuth.

counterpoint: both of those albums are straight garbage.

lunch: i eat half at 11, the second half at 2 - both of which are at my desk while i work. take my lunch break between 12:30 and 1:30. Its great, nobody bothers me while i’m eating at my desk, and then i get to use my lunch break for whatever the hell i want to. doing this buys me at least an extra half hour of “don’t…

being asked to pray by a pilot would be my personal hell. i think i’d instantly have a heart attack at the suggestion that we needed to pray. but then again, i once nearly got off a plane because the pilot was candid about how bumpy the flight was going to be (“this won’t be a pleasant flight for any of us”), so maybe…

Dave Grohl? Is that you?

lets get a Schilling take on this.

counterpoint: gravity is a son of a bitch.

My cousin’s ancient black lab ate an entire roll of paper towels that he had used to clean up a bacon grease spill. he had to take him out into the yard and pulled the paper out of his butt sheet by sheet. the cardboard tube was the tip off that he finished the job. the neighbors were not impressed at the hour long…

the REAL hurricane of boxing:

“Hank Williams Jr., a man who has served for decades as living proof of just how far you can go in America simply by sharing a name with your more talented father”