Because I do my due diligence when I post, I actually Googled “Massachusetts Golden Corral” to make sure the state had one before making that joke. Apparently, there’s one at 436 Parker St, Springfield, MA.
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I live in Massachusetts and I’ve never seen a Golden Corral in my life. Do those places actually exist or are they only in commercials?
Good for him. Most college kids would hit the pipe.
A bench is certainly a good symbol for someone who spent most of his career as a DH.
Once again, a black man discovers the Blues, but it’s white guys who make money off them.
Counterpoint: This article is bad. Your next one could be worse.
I know, right? What the hell is 17:30?
At first I read this as “...Pants-Shitting Guide to Texas.” So many possibilities.
I feel like fries, all-encompassing, deserves a mention. Sit down with a cup and anyone you’re with will scarf a fistful, which is untrue of the nachos with a sauce made from melted polyester pants.
The high-ranking others are all spot on as they’re tied to a ballpark somehow, especially the batting helmet for the ice…
Once a month with a pair of clippers for the past 12 years. Probably saved about $3,000 lifetime. Of course, I’ve wasted 10x as much on other shit.
Don’t you have some Two and Half Men fan fic you should be working on? You shouldn’t be using all your good material on deadspin.
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This article is woefully deficient in shirtless Ryan Gosling photos IMO.
Here I thought the Ravens were done with wife-beaters.
These guys only complain because the new rules have teeth.
Ha! Dude wanted a Trout souvenir, but only came away with a red herring.
My ex had the same idea, and then I figured it out and ruined his very well-meaning plan. The problem with this idea is that if you’re in a real relationship with someone, you need to be a team. A team doesn’t function when one of its members is hiding secrets and resolving issues that they think of as exclusively…