Every day, I wake up and read something about this orange motherfucker that is somehow stupider than what I read the day before. We’re trapped in this fucking pitch-black tunnel, and the light at the end of the tunnel was shut off due to budget cuts. His malevolence is stopped only by his incompetence. Is this what it…

Tell us about the scandal!

You know this seems wildly illegal and cruel. Perfect for the GOP.

The cruelty is the point.

If this story was written on Polygon, the comments would be brigaded by the game’s remaining players insisting that a broken, buggy game is actually good and everyone else is wrong. Still, for the several minutes I was able to play 76, I was impressed by the beauty of West Virginia and I’m glad you found something…

Now I want some potstickers

This was a damn good story. Thank you for writing it.

People are bastard coated bastards with bastard filling.

This feels wrong

In ninth grade, I managed to lie about having an A in Spanish for five months before they met the teacher. In my defense, I suck at languages outside of English and my parents are not the understanding type.  Also, I wanted to keep my Xbox. Teenagers have priorities!

What a piece of shit.

Goddamn.

BRING BACK CARDINALS NUMBERS

Hell, Jimmy Carter still teaches Sunday School.

Fly away, Tomato.

Futuere!

Two words: Star Stones.

My enduring memory of Marcus Smart is of DeAndre Kane blowing on him lightly and Smart crashing to the floor. Smart’s a flopper.

Why not both?