Ascot guy: “I say old chap, they’re now selling discount free-range escargot. How garish! This is what Trump has wrought upon the proletariat! The scoundrel!”

We call them hoagies in Philadelphia. Not heroes.

I thought the 400-pound guy was supposed to be the hacker, not the hacked.

I thought this would be a HamNo article.

Guys, guys, guys...

Look at John D. Rockefeller over here bragging about his bottles.

Wine comes in a bottle?

So, this is a really interesting topic of discussion! And you’re going to get a way longer response than you want, which you probably won’t bother to read, but here I go ...

It’s really nice to hear privileged people acknowledge and own their privilege, and make an effort to see things from other, less privileged viewpoints.

my heroes

Ashley going to the Peggy Noonan/Tom Friedman Journalism By Talking To Randos School. I like it.

Nice to see Huma has finally sworn off Weiner for good.

aka “first”

The confusion came from this — the reporter asked if Smith was progressing on his own or if he’d need a, “concussion protocol aide?”. Only hearing “Cool” and “Aid” Coach Reid instinctively responded “OH YEAH!” 
We apologize for the confusion and will be replacing the shattered wall in the press room immediately.

+1 Hello for your mother

Right. It won’t be nerds that know all the stats and obscure players. Not at all. That will be all the cool dudes. You, for instance.

I think I’m in love.

She’s not good at cyber!

First of all, +1 for the delightful turn of phrase; secondly, -1,000 for getting that stupid song STUCK IN MY HEAD.