No B-wing, literally unplayable

She’s asked if we can go to another game. I don’t know whether to be happy she likes football or worried she wants to be a Bills fan.

The only thing that sucks now is I have to have tickets on my smartphone instead of paper tickets, and with the new policy, I have to pay international roaming charges on my cell phone to use my ticket.

No, Mike, you can’t. But you also don’t have to turn your locker room into goddamned Arkham, either.

“ ... other WYTS columns include jokes; this one is just a list of facts.”

I don’t know what to tell you man. Sometimes you have a bag of meat and you just want to eat it.

You are a better man than me if you’ve never just eaten cold cuts straight from the bag.

If I had to take a guess at which bar, I’d guess the Kollege Klub. Always athletes there and always completely scuzzy.

Look, as a Giants fan, I’ll say straight up that I’m happy Hunter Strickland got his ass sent to the DL after punching a wall, but I should be clear, if you swing at a dude who’s talking shit, that’s on you.

As a Wisconsinite, this is correct course of action.

Cheese curds are one of the two redeeming qualities of Wisconsin. The other being New Glarus Brewing, god damn if I lived up there I would eat cheese curds and drink Raspberry Tarts until I died of a heart attack at 40 too.

I live in Michigan, born and raised. I take no issue with your statement. 

3. Wisconsin is the reason Trump is President.

My little sister moved up from Chicago to Milwaukee and actually just got engaged to a Packers fan. He is just about the nicest guy in the world and is more than an overprotective brother could hope for in a brother in-law. He bought her a Rodgers jersey for Christmas last year and I now plan on making a scene at…

My star goes to Antti (In Eli’s mail):

“You don’t prop his lifeless corpse up on the couch and tell the kids it’s fine!”

I’ll never say never, but having watched this team for 30+ years I cannot imagine they’ll trade 2 1sts for OBJ.

The number of odd/disgusting things eaten by my Polish grandfather are too long to list in a tweet. Lots of pickled fish of unknown origin.

Just taking this opportunity to give a biiiiigggg ole fuck you to the asshole “teammates” of Love’s who dumped on him when he was going through a rough time.