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My dad was long-time friends with a couple but had fallen out of touch. They reconnected at some kind of charity event and the couple invited my dad and stepmom to get together with them at their condo up in Mackinac Island. To show you how well off they were, they were willing to pay an extra $150k for the condo

If he wants to complete his transformation into Sideshow Bob, he doesn’t need to murder someone, he just needs to attempt it.

I disagree because, like Monique, I find it highly unlikely that Trump realizes that he’s been trashed at all, much less how badly he’s been trashed.

I know that Tom mentioned that Sowell plays catch with Mack before every game, but I’m still surprised at the quality of catch he had to make. I mean, both arms extended above his head and, if he doesn’t catch it clean, someone bearing down on him to knock the ball away.

Eh, looks fine to me.

Fun fact*: Sinai is the plural of sinus, so he actually did! Twice! Or more!

half-serious answer/question: Not be the Skins?

My dad lives in East Lansing and he and my stepmom both worked for the State of Michigan for a long time, so they’re familiar with Democrats going way back. He spent a lot of time campaigning (door-to-door, etc.) for Slotkin and his opinion on Whitmer back when she first won the Democratic nomination was basically

Hearing that last word in Tony the Tiger’s voice is both awesome and extremely disturbing.

Marty Friedman’s solo sets fire to mandolins if you play the song within twenty feet of one.

I’m really, really confused about the way you guys talk about mac and cheese.

Why in the world would anyone care how somebody else eats a burger? Do you go to restaurants and surreptitiously watch people to see if they eat a burger the “wrong way” and then silently judge them?

The side of that van is like the 2018 equivalent of a wizard shooting lightning out of his fingertips while riding a unicorn.

I used to think that dreams were instantaneous based on a story from my high school psychology class (30 years ago) where a guy had this elaborate dream that he was being led to the guillotine during the French Revolution. At the very moment that the blade came down, he woke up because a rod from the canopy fell and

Maybe it’s just because I’m old and slow and everyone looks fast to me, but it didn’t look like Joseph was rumbling, bumbling, stumbling his way to the end zone.

How has nobody mentioned the (photoshopped) painting in the background that perfectly fits Smith’s new ‘do?

<soothing voice>We’ll just cover up that logo with a happy little cloud. And thank you for choosing to spend your afternoon with me today.</soothing voice>

Bass players are not real guitarists.

Maybe that’s only if you drive a Dodge Stratus?

Cue the Tim Kurkjian “only in baseball” column in 3...2...1.

So “Myles Jack Wasn’t Down” is the Jacksonville equivalent of Sabres fans saying “No Goal”?

That seems fitting.