The rest is just gravy.
The rest is just gravy.
It’s not really a pandemic. It’s barely a carload.
I’m deeply concerned about the problems facing inner-city black males in this country, especially peripatetic inner-city black males, so I’m waiting for the Harlem Globetrotters to weigh in.
Thanks, Obama.
Hamilton Nolan *is* Rom Romberts.
Why do you hate our troupes?
“Disorder’s for me. Dat one, too.”
Oh my god, that is DISGUSTING!
“You don’t touch God. You look and appreciate God. And same with Kim. Now back off.”
Wilpr0n
It’s not just that: The red zone is orange!
Since you asked -- we’re getting married in April, and I’m telling her this story for the first time in my vows! Her parents will totally laugh!!!
I went on a date once, and I was invited by the woman back to this incredible loft where she was dog-sitting for out-of-town friends.
I was at a concert once, and during the intermission there was a mad rush for the men’s room. There were lines not only for the stalls, for the urinals and for the sinks, but also for a large plastic garbage can.
Anytime someone is talking on the phone when I’m in a restroom, I flush. I think it’s only polite to the person on the other end of the call to let them know.
Bad set of facts: Brock Turner’s light sentence.
This is an example of a bad set of facts, and public outrage in search of a target, leading to a bad law.
I saw Desperation Pretzel open for Bad Brains at the 9:30 Club.