Maybe, nut they have to “want it” and “buy in” before they get the chance.

clownrows, bro

He’s right—no Bigfoot bones have ever been found. But no one ever found those hookers that Craig James killed either—but that doesn’t mean he didn’t do it. Actually, that might mean that Craig James killed Bigfoot, too...

I can certainly tell you the success rate I’ve had with women that I’ve told how much I enjoyed watching them have intercourse and subsequently jerking off to watching said aforementioned acts.

Hey, you may not have meant it this way, but your comment could also be applied to the sex act aka intercourse.

Retired, already? Some people are just in it for the money and not the art I guess.

I have 8mm of my mom on the old Wonderama.

“huh...I think I’ll go over there now”

“If you put a record needle on his nipple, it plays the Beach Boys album ‘Pet Sounds’”

Everything I’ve read about Pat Tillman makes me think he would be like Jesus in that the people who think they love him would absolutely despise him if they ever got into an online debate with the guy.

It will never not be hilarious to me that less than a year after Jake Plummer took the Broncos to the AFC championship game, he lost the starting job to a young Vanderbilt product because Mike Shanahan caved to dipshit KHOW callers who thought Plummer didn’t give enough of a shit.

So does 45, but that’s because of his baby hands.

You might not care when you’re bleeding to death, but what about when you’re dealing with the anguish of bone spurs?

Young Pete Rose got to face those early-to-mid 60s Mets teams like 20 times a year. And back then pitcher usage was far from optimized, so you had guys throwing 130+ pitches with regularity and going through the lineup 4 or even 5 times. There was plenty of subpar to go around.

Can we remind ourselves of the fact that every single thing that the Clinton campaign, real journalists, honest pundits, and everyday people warned that would happen with trump as president has in fact happened and continues to happen.

Tell that to my coworker I hooked up with....

Goose Gossage doesn’t need any fancy ass chemicals; he would have punched that tumor right in its goddamn face.

Goose Gossage would have went 9 innings in a hospital gown with an IV stand next to the mound.