The only “Big Country” merch worth buying was the enormous buckets of french fries

It’s because of the delayed penalty. That happens when the team that will be on the power play still has possession of the puck. Once the puck is touched by anyone on the team that committed the penalty, play stops, so for the other team, pulling the goalie is the right thing to do since it rarely turns out…

Hot dogs should be kraut, onions, and mustard, period.

Fun Fact: Ohioans not only enjoy Skyline Chili but also enjoy Ranch dressing. And that is fucking disgusting.

That is but one of many, many reasons why people hate Yankee fans. Many, many reasons.

Fuck you Barry as a Mariners fan I know there is only negative negativity to be taken from baseball.

Things were downright woeful 10 years ago

Somebody else is doing this in another thread on this post. It’s fucking infuriating. In all my years of drinking, I’ve had nights out that got away from me, nights out where I’ve had just a couple, nights out where I’ve split the difference, and nights out where I’ve sipped at soda instead of booze. I’ve had weeks…

The front office made the moves to acquire a bunch of non-stars and then acts completely surprised when the end result is underachievement. He could take some responsibility and say that they will sharpen up their scouting, focus on acquiring players in the upswing of their careers rather than the downturn, and work…

“Worst quarterback in the NFL,” [Michael] says.

So, best case scenario- she is trying to attract facebook moms that believe in whack shit and like to spread said whack shit like fertilizer until little shit flowers bloom in her mommy blogger comment boards.

I’ve heard tell that teens are also overmuch fond of copulation, electronic games, and motoring in automobiles.

If not for that middle sentence I would swear you were referring to Goodell...

“I didn’t put it in front of winning, but I think we all have things that we have to do. There has to be a line somewhere, and that’s what ended up happening.”

Just put the clip on repeat and you can reach the climax

FIRE AND BLOOD.

New York style, eh?

You can laugh all you want, but Dodger Dogs are indeed violent. My grandfather was robbed and killed by a roving pack of Dodger Dogs. At least that’s what my grandmother said. She was standing there, covered in dirt, sweat streaming down her face... I don’t know why she was holding a shovel, but that’s not the point.…

Perhaps their rejection of Dodger Dogs as delicious stems from a childhood marred by well-intentioned adults putting ketchup on their kids’ first Dodger Dog.