After he wins a couple championships without Lebron, Gilbert looks forward to getting back to the real challenge: finally beating that fucking hoverbike level.

Looks like DLC for the old NES Atari game Marble Madness

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I initially tried.  It was way too much work.

I just want to point out that I read that letter off to my wife while she was half-napping on the couch, and she laughed at the part about that meaning God also farts. Her response: “Jesus totally farted, but he got that from his mom’s side.”

True enough, those big scenes are still great, the connective tissue is just weaker than I remember it being.

It’s hilarious that you’re assuming that the KJV is the definitive edition, as if Jesus were British.

That’s why Spielberg’s War of the Worlds ends with, like, bacteria saving people.

That’s why Spielberg’s War of the Worlds ends with, like, bacteria saving people. What a stupid fucking ending.

Wait... J.S. isn’t even in the conversation?

I mean, keep in mind that Maradona is essentially an animated pile of cocaine. He’s not exactly known for his decision making.

Senna. There’s a crowd in the running for second, but the GOAT is Senna.

Well he was a lifetime .342 hitter, so he didn’t just hit fly balls.

Mint chocolate cookie is the best ice cream.

Ian:

Fuck I’m full of takes today!

you really should eat more fish my friend it is delicious

The GOAT of GOATS is the Bilberry, and not just because it’s close to the name of the guy from REM.

So you truly think there’s no possibility of an outstanding mental condition or depression? That this is solely CTE and nothing else contributed?