Once you climb to the summit of Mount Everest, like I have, you realize that everyone makes shit up about their life.

no.

It’s so crazy to me that cities would rather pay millions of dollars to black families rather than try to prevent cops from killing them. Like, are we in some Black Mirror reality where America is deciding to pay reparations, but needs every black family to sacrifice at least one kid per paycheck?

It’s definitely not as dark, but Thor: Ragnarok gets plenty weird after it spends the first act closing every connection it could find to the larger MCU before launching into a Flash Gordon fever dream

I can’t imagine anybody making a superhero as idiosyncratic and defiantly strange as Batman Returns now. There’s too much emphasis on world building in the storylines, of a film acknowledging its place in the scheme of a multi-movie arc.

Yet another commenter confusingly not in the greys.

Ironically, he could use some work on his offensive lines.

I’m Peter by the way.

FUCK ME, YES! TAKE MY MONEY! THIS IS ALL I WANTED! CAPTAIN MUTHAFUCKIN’ AMERICA!

Looking forward to Ben Shapiro’s latest column on this

Wait, there’s a Champions League in Europe too?

Only once in a blue ball will Theismann get his idioms right. Until then, you just gotta turn a blind herring to it.

This was not how I imagined a Republican would get caught up in a pegging scandal

Everything about this shot is perfect. Chip Somodevilla deserves a fucking Pulitzer for this: photographic timing, capturing the pocket square in the background, everything. I love this so much.

I like the NBA having a team in New Orleans. It’s a great city and I think it could grow into being a really good fanbase. The problem is that they haven’t had a team worth rooting for.

A month or so ago I was half watching the Bulls vs Pelicans game, when I heard the organist for NOLA rip out a fantastic freakin’ version of Eruption by Van Halen. Props to that dude.

I like to think about the split-second confidence it takes to let a big, fast professional basketball player get a head of steam going toward the rim, believing you can recover in time to prevent yourself from getting put in his career highlight reel. I don’t have that much confidence doing anything. I don’t have that…

There are few highlights better than a posterizing dunk in basketball, but the mastery and savviness of baiting a defender into thinking they’ve got an open lane only to send their shit into another dimension is a pretty close second.

Yet the two of them working together was for some dream . . .