Oh, I see, because of that R. Kelly song where he suggests there's an initial party, which (naturally) is followed by the after-party (i.e., the second party in temporal sequence), which in turn, is itself followed by the hotel lobby. Where your comment fails is in its misplaced (and, frankly, odd) assumption that…

Oooooh, I love this game! I can usually guess it on the first try. This is going to be fun!

Where, exactly, within these 10 paragraphs of effusive, laudatory praise for Rock's entire body of work did you sense anything negative or critical about his comedy?

He wonders: Would we cheer for the "New York Niggas"

Here's the problem (well, one of several problems, really) with characterizing this as the Patriots "screwing" the Panthers: Bill Belichick could have called the Panthers front office directly and told them with absolute certainty that Gaffney would not clear waivers—that if they waived him, the Pats were going to…

The comparison to the Vick situation is completely spurious, but not at all for the reasons you cite.

A single sentence plagiarized kinda needs to be handled on a case by case basis. It's entirely possible that someone could write an identical sentence when writing about the same context as a different author. This is especially true when We've ordered a few editions of the Wimbledon yearbook to see what we can…

In no way did I tell you how your marriage ought to be run. (I will, however, gladly accept the "Boo" — love a good pet name.) How you and your husband order your affairs affects me not at all.

As an initial matter, I think you've taken us just a tad bit off track here. I thought we were discussing whether fathers should be permitted to participate in the naming of their children. As such, the number of American children who grow up without a father strikes me as entirely irrelevant. Which is not to say…

Lewis opens his mouth after Rasmus takes advantage of the defensive shift and gets on first.

But $8MM for first place passed the ol' common sense test, so you ran with it? Gotcha, makes sense.

if I can conceive, carry, and deliver a baby ... allowing him to participate in naming it is a courtesy I'm extending.

Just curious: Is it also essential to you that your grandchildren share your last name? Or, is it perhaps essential to you that they not share your last name (as they will have been gestated by—and squeezed out of a uterus belonging to—a woman with a last name that is not your own)?

Does John Daly really have a chick on the bag? That seems . . . hazardous.

You mean those completely unremarkable, well-fitting, solid-colored trousers?

Thanks, yet again, for the reminder of how completely terrible you are at your job, you miserable, talentless loser. I'll be back tomorrow to savor more of your clumsy, humorless prose and hackneyed rhetorical questions.

You could have done your fucking job and provided some context regarding the identity of your protagonist and his connection to the world of sport, you absolutely worthless piece of shit.

Somewhere, that same "dude" is reading this post and longing for the excitement of that press conference.

Thanks for today's reminder of how much you suck at your job, Samer. I'll be back tomorrow for more shitty, humorless writing on topics that nobody gives a shit about.

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, Mario Gotze absolutely did NOT have an erection in those earlier photos. If anything, these photos further prove that point. Yet, while you correctly identify the flaccid state of Mr. Gotze's penis on this occasion, you continue to mischaracterize the rigidity of the same penis on that earlier…