I actually watched the video package of this on SC this morning while getting ready for work, and it’s a great and touching story. Then when I got to work, I looked up the story online hoping for even more information, and somehow got substantially less.

Easy. Their franchise was built on an Ancient Native American stereotype and is thus cursed.

I’d tell him to stick to football but his hands do anyway

It takes the skills of a professional comedy writer or standup to pull off race humor in a way that isn’t merely stupid and offensive, and Youtubers like this simply don’t have those skills...particularly since 90% of their success is down to merely being photogenic.

The weird difference is that radio shock jocks were listened to by adults, whereas the primary audience for these YouTubers is overwhelmingly children. Makes it worse, really.

It’s like they took the worst parts of a Daniel Tosh stand-up, forgot the nuance, and said to themselves, “I got this.”

It’s not political correctness, it’s respect and human decency. People need to grow the fuck up.

Youtubers like this are the new generation of Radio Shock Jocks; empty and vapid content that aims for trashy and offensive, disturbingly popular, and annoying as all fucking hell.

Thank God for the Irish or we would have never had seen such amazing players like Tracy McGrady or Shaquille O’Neal.

Also: when he penned the lyrics “like a trash can fire...in a prison cell...” do you think John Darnielle was thinking about the Browns?

But enough about Trump’s wife and his perception of her...

The Stanwick family, considered “one of the first families of lacrosse,”

Right? Why can’t the guy (or gal) who gets the most votes simply be the one selected? Why must it be more complicated than that?

Dude’s Irish, so this is a grey area.

I was raised by my mother and my grandmother. My father was a distant figure throughout my life. When I put on my cowboy hat and speedo and rollerbladed into Claire’s to get my belly button pierced as a young man, it wasn’t because I didn’t have a dad. It was because I fucking ruled.

And that’s how Alfie Barker earned a $250,000 book advance from Simon & Schuster! A feel-good story all around.