Yeah this is beef tartare.

Baby Rorshark.

I’ll tell you the same thing I tell my toddler when she sings that song.

But just imagine how many stars the first post would have gotten without that humiliating error.

Breen: Curry rises up for the jam!

ITS* YOU SON OF A BITCH

I debated going to bed with about 7 min left in regulation, but decided it had been such a fun game that I should see it out. By the end of the first OT, I was really glad I had stayed up.

Being a Capitals fan has taught me: the Raptors only have to not be the Raptors for one year, and then the stench of postseason underperforming is washed away.

I couldn’t possibly disagree more. Pix Butt doesn’t sound like a name, it sounds like something a 4th grader would write because they thought it was funny. It needs the title in front to make it sound like an actual name, and Rev. is the PERFECT title because it lends the name a sense of respectability and seriousness…

Rev. Pix Butt going down is a god damn crime against humanity.

We will audit this hockey game and get to the bottom of it.

That isn’t a real football player. It’s a snake and you drew the arms on.

Could be wrong, but I’m not sure that the Presidency has stopped him from tweeting.

If you’re going to do an AIDS joke, do it well. This standard has been met.

Skinny.

Trevor Rosenthal is more of a concept than a professional baseball player.

As the relatively rare fan of both the NBA and NHL, I awoke this morning simultaneously overjoyed to discover such fun, and deeply saddened that I went to bed at a reasonable hour last night.

+1 holy hand grenade

One’s eye is naturally drawn to the large bunny. However, I would also like to point out that before he/she/it entered the fight, that woman was already delivering the smoke to that chump.

I am unable to distinguish between the fart sound and every other sound that has ever come out of his mouth.