I think it’s creepier that law enforcement agencies are running massive undercover sting operations for an app that connects someone that needs a ride to someone that is giving rides. Sure, it’s a massive company, but at the root of it, that’s what it is. It’s not like these guys are selling cocaine out of a Burger…
Is there a way to configure ones settings to opt out of video game updates on deadspin? If so, could those instructions please be posted?
Shit.
Are you thinking of Adrian Peterson? Different guy.
“Get out of here with that weak ass suit wearing bullshit. If you come off the bench to fight in street clothes, make a goddamned fashion statement.”
I don’t think you quite understand how things really work in terms of reviews. For some strange reason, a lot of people have this concept in mind that things can only be the best or the worst, absolutely no middle ground. Just because something doesn’t live up to the highest of standards set out by... well, who the…
The school was so confident of a win that they hadn’t even made contigency plans for a charter home if they lost. Pep band was stuck in our hotel in Kansas City Kansas because we had to be ready to get in the bus with little notice when a flight was put together.
So apparently Yahoo is a Jetsmarter cuckold. Thanks for publishing this story, it’s actually an incredibly important piece.
Social security number or it didn’t happen.
I gotta say, posting an actual picture of your BA degree, and then countering criticism of that with a picture of your masters is probably the most obnoxious thing I’ve seen in a Deadspin comment section. So well done I guess.
I knew this shit was coming, too.
lol communication.
Whatever anyone wants to say about Laettner, he was a great college player.
I could have made this post “What Audi were you happy to be done with”
So if you’re black, you can’t catch a cab. If you’re a cop, you can’t catch an Uber. If you’re a black cop, you’re getting too old for this sh*t.
There’s nothing like hands-on coaching.
I don’t want to live in a world where people have non-factory Harlequin Golfs.
At one of those salvage auto sales places: