Russell Westbrook: “I don’t give a fuck about the line.”

Yeah that’s not necessarily true. In my time there I saw some printine stuff come through the doors also. Plenty of it. I worked for GS for 8 years and will bash them (for the most part) until the cows come home, but I can guarantee you that “we have to treat this system well because one day I might trade it in to…

THESE THINGS.

Maybe Eli phrased it like that to distinguish from the bicycle helmets he wears in day-to-day life.

This is the same shit Peyton did when he tried to sell his worn uniforms.

Not that I don’t appreciate the craft beer analogy, which stat nerds are sticking up for Kawahi (stat nerds are all Harden, from what I can see).

It’s not surprising to find that none of the dishes include chocolate. It makes him throw up.

Grossi: [accuses Browns of conspiring with Barnwell]

Nah, that’s the color guy’s job.

“What advantages does this war have over, say, an ethnic cleansing, which I could also afford?”

It was always going to end with Watt playing QB, why wait.

Replacing your top guy with a total amateur is now the thing that America does with its most important jobs.

Nantz: Aaaannnd we’re *back*.

HOW DO YOU DO, FELLOW NERDS

The younger siblings of the world are pressing X to pay respects

Counterpoint: James Harden is the MVP.

Drugs can be a difficult habit to kick so we understand why he hasn’t sought your advice.

A wild fedora-guy appears!

Hehe “former”

God’s Debris is the first non-Dilbert, non-humor book by best-selling author Scott Adams