A Confederacy of Dipshits?

hey, what happens on st Catherine’s street stays on st. Catherine’s street.

this reminds me of the time that some dildo poured a beer on gary sheffield at fenway. to this day, i am still astonished at the self control sheffield showed in not turning that guy’s face into something approximating hamburger meat. got to say i respected that. and i say that as a red sox fan who hated gary…

he got whooped by the bizarro easter bunny:

oh shit, i remember that. it was a fucking gut punch of an episode. 

what about us who thought the plot was just bad, holes or not? ps: rey is cool as shit. 

literally just read that and had to close the tab on my browser. so stupid it made my head hurt. 

foodie hot take: Foie Gras is garbage.

So many athletes flaunt religion because they don’t know any better / are morons. Honestly, how many times have you listened to a professional athlete speak and come away with the opinion of “whoa, that was a thought provoking statement!” - star athletes are now identified at such a young age and allowed to coast…

you bite your tongue: BBII was the citizen kane of movies!

a dog will never let you down like people will. 

jerry richardson was sexually harassing subordinates at his company. robert kraft got a handy from a prostitute. both are gross\abhorent, but the latter is considered to be a transaction between consenting* adults while the former is not. that is a noteworthy difference.

what, the 25 year old gold digger wasn’t enough for you, bobby?

the big short is actually really good. it does a better job of explaining 2008 than pretty much everything else i’ve seen or read about it, including the book the movie was based off. and it does it in a way that is entertaining (which is amazing, considering that the phrase “tranche credit default swap” might be the…

its not Dorff, man, its Dennis Quaid after going through the hot tub time machine. 

she is young, smart, outspoken, non-white and pretty with an easy communication style with the next generation of voters. she is everything they fear in one compact package. 

or Brian Shaw (of world’s strongest man fame)

my father had a side gig of plowing driveways when i was a kid. one storm he was out driving and a kid ran out from behind a snowbank and he hit her. it was a friend of my sister, she was like 9. miraculously she was uninjured despite going flying through the air, but my dad was a wreck for weeks. god only know how…

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