Somebody tell that fat fuck to buy a bra. And to have a stroke and/or heart attack. Tomorrow please.

Pete Morelli and his crew are laughing at this call.

NASCAR has pretty much lost me since because of the Frances, but this is pretty cool.

Fuck the NFL and fuck Goodell, Jones, Kraft, et al. They all should be raped with a barb-wired covered fist dipped in ground glass.

Why doesn’t he have them goose-step onto the field in his personal Nuremberg rally grounds?

It won’t be complete until she has her soul removed. Finish the job.

Hope this sets off angry, sulky, big-baby, I can’t handle adversity Cam. That’s the best Cam. Brought it on yourself, Cam. That Auburn “education” is really coming in handy.

Bad ending to a very bad day. Everyone should try to sleep, but wake up angry and accelerate the effort to take Trump out.

Note to self: don’t go to Dr. Del Rio who doesn’t know a back fracture from back spasms.

Marmalard could have called a timeout. Instead he threw a tantrum. Baby.

That’s not a Kaep jersey. I guess the Mrs. wouldn’t let him splurge on the real thing since he’s not that much of an earner these days.

Summary: stay on the plantation. Thank you.

Hey Crackerasscrackers: try to remember what caused the original protest. It’s not about the flag or the unsingable song. It was about Civil Rights violations against black Americans by police that still continue. Linking arms? Fuck you. you don’t get it.

Maybe he can go sit with the tarps that cover ~25% of the stadium. Raider Nation my ass.

Hernandez was a known quantity coming out of college. Ain’t buying any of this. Tolerance talent scale at work. It goes on (but this one was a *big* miss by the Hoodie and St. Kraft).

Sharks season ticket holder here. Go Joel. We’ll kneel with you.

Tomorrow on Fucker Tarlson: a Sheriff face-off between David Clarke and Joe Arpaio where Joe can’t believe Clarke is as big of a racist as he is.

Here’s today’s collection of angry ignorant racist white assholes burning stuff that cost week’s wages at their shitty jobs. Enjoy.

Way to expand your dying sport, rubes. Crackerasscrackers.

Yeah . . . Jeets.