Watching that first interception, the line didn’t collapse and he had plenty of time....to over throw his receiver and allow a defender to comfortably intercept the ball.

See: every kid who said “I want to be a police officer when I grow up”.

The real question is not who is the superior quarterback, but whom has the most grit.

Hugh Freeze is being such a Hugh Jass

He moonlights as a pornstar/kindergarten classroom janitor.

Nathan Peterman is the guy who wore his older brother’s pants and tried to claim they were Jnco Jeans.

My god, that hat. Where does he get off insulting anyone while wearing that hat?

Ugh, overcooked with mayonaise. When will they learn?

He looks like the guy in a frat who never says anything, never contributes anything, and when he graduates, people only call him up to get job hookups. 

The 1 train basically skipped that stop on its way to the end of the line. Considering the Chambers and Rector street stations were very close by, it wasn’t all that inconvenient. And since all of the red line trains have been plagued with weird station closures in lower manhattan for the last few years, it wasn’t out…

I’ve found the hits of “ooh that’s neat” to “wow that’s incredibly off” even out nicely. I accept it would be redundant to add washington heights to the game when it wouldn’t look much different to harlem, and that i’m the only weirdo that cares that they put the foot path of the manhattan bridge on the williamsburg…

I’ve found there’s two ways to read that:

Seconded. I read the comment before I saw the video, and started dying laughing when I heard the music. It really does sound like that.

My friend said her tinder date asked her about five minutes in if her family owned slaves. Both of them were white.

This planet never had a chance huh?

I love to hear the story, again and again, about how it all got started way back when. The monument is right in my face, sit back and learn bout the name of the place. The bridge, the the the the bridge. The bridge, the the the the bridge 

I went to a Yankee game Friday, well attended enough but swaths of the stadium had empty seats (I figured most people left town for Labor Day). I still kept failing at moving into better, emptier seats.

Well someone just bought himself a tax break.

Or a box from a shelf at an Amazon warehouse would fall on his head, because the underpaid, overworked, and exhausted supervisor was too tired to warn him. 

Welp, this song will be stuck in my head for the rest of the day: