It kind of looks like she is doing the thing where you jut your jaw out and down, toward the camera, to accentuate the jawline. It works, but when small-framed people overdo it, it can make them look kinda like bobbleheads.

So what gives the old Robin Hood trope life again is that the story lets you know how hard it is to be that guy. You’ll have to make sacrifices, you’ll often be confused and lost and hurt, and you won’t always look like a badass while you do it. The songs lied to you about how easy it would be.

Yea, I don’t know if there’s a precise way to value “Scores 35 one night, shoots 4 for 9 the next night, busts ass off the ball on offense and plays great defense both nights. Seems content with this.” But it’s clearly worth a lot to the Warriors right now.

“That’s your name. Sir William Thatcher. Your father heard that.”

God, some of the paternalistic moralizing you are catching for this post is messed up. Honestly, the people telling you to strait fuck off are better.

It’d be nice if a Jez author rec’d this post, so people don’t have to “load more comments” half a dozen times to find it.

The one black cop near the top, next to the truck bed, is the best part. He’s not about to kick this white dude on camera, but he’s not about to try to pull these other cops off of him either. Guy’s just playing out the clock and trying to avoid any misunderstandings.

Yea, that’s a really shitty way to wrap up an already odd post. I wonder if there’s a readily available statement, ideally one that’s both overly dismissive and mean-spirited, that I can repurpose as a reply?

Gained baseball, gained free hand to hold beer. I see a win.

These fuckers lie like children, before they are old enough to consider how other people see them and feel shame.

I’m just waiting for the first NFL team to hack the system by offering some fully guaranteed deals at less money to some players in order to improve their roster.

I’m with you, they are being weird. You are the one who recently moved; shit is hectic, your stuff doesn’t quite fit the house yet, things don’t look the way you want them to. It’s presumptuous for the neighbors to assume you are obligated to invite them inside, especially if they haven’t invited you over first.

My local pizza place had Pizza and Wing specials every Monday night—a large pizza, up to 5 toppings, and 12 wings for like $12 or so. This was meant to be split between a typical family. haha. During the summer, I would pick one of those up on my way home from work, in addition to whatever my parents requested, and…

He should’ve listened

This is the entire twitter history of a “John Rampino” and I swear to god it’s either him and real and a fucking glorious shitshow or the internet is playing a cruel prank on me.

Good, you can be the one who explains it to Mayweather.

It looks like they got him to sign it though.

Me too.

You’re so damn naive. The CIA is not your friend, friend. They aren’t here to help you or I or anyone else outside of those in power.

Are you still drinking alone if you are playing a multiplayer video game?