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“Go Jesus!” is but one of several, oft-heard rallying cries of the Immigration and Customs Enforcement service.

It’s for the best. He’s had a few injuries. One more and it could’ve become a real apostrophe.

But you have my eternal gratitude. That should count for something.

Fixed it — thanks.

I don’t see what the big deal is — Timmons was just one of millions of people in SoCal yesterday who managed to avoid going to the Dolphins-Chargers game.

Meanwhile, Texas-USC sold out the Coliseum on Saturday.

I bet Natalie Strasser couldn’t wear a tail for a week.

I’m guessing that guy is used to viewing cheerleaders on his monitor and then rubbing one out.

Streaming isn’t killing the record labels. Stupidity is killing the record labels.

This feels like that time the local kickball league sued the guys playing over-the-line because the whiffle ball kept landing on their field.

My star was for your mom’s comment.

In my marriage, I’m the one with the crazy relatives.

What is your favorite G-rated movie? Mine is “The Rookie” with Dennis Quaid. I’ve raised two sons, and putting “The Rookie” on the TV was way better than a Disney cartoon. Have any favorites?

This method works, but it is environmentally unsound unless you take care to recycle both the foil and the plastic wrap. Ideally, you carefully unwrap your sandwiches and reuse your foil and plastic wrap and ultimately recycle.

Priest? It might twerk for the Padres instead.

Irish you hadn’t mentioned that.

Seems to me that Notre Dame struck a Faustian bargain.

I hope that doesn’t happen.

Yep, Juve.

Thanks for the rec. I actually have it, though I have just skimmed it, I haven’t read it cover to cover yet.