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Sensacional y Espectacular indeed, hermano.

I have all of Joanna Strange’s solo stuff on 180 gram vinyl. It only plays on European-formatted turntables. I’d recommend it to you, but you just wouldn’t get it.

This guy really needs to get his guidance counselor an Edible Arrangement. He found a job he felt real passion for, and he has a real blast doing it.

It’s been a long week. Thanks for taking the good vibes.

I get it. Liberal softness and word police and safe spaces and cucks and whatnot...

Unless the pilot, a co-owner of the company, knew he was breaking the law flying so low on fuel and had skirted the line of danger so many times as to not reasonably fear the consequences.

Plenty of joy to be had when everyone will have to suffer. This is going to suck for everyone, but they did it, so fuck em.

No one here is really qualified to comment, at least if we haven’t taken a Steven Adams-level Honkin on Bobo.

Okay, Mr. Fleetwood. Okay.

#mathisdumm

Leads!

Beat me to it.

Hi! My name’s Rene. Will you be my friend.

So dumb. So good. So goodly and bigly good.

You’ve got to hand it to them, when Cards fans talk near-illiterate shit, they do it the right way.

More like, “Marlins killer, Jose Fernandez[...]” amirite?

Can someone put the unending shit parade of targeting plays (both flagged and not) in a montage set to the old NFL march theme?


When my wife and I had our first kid, two years ago, we left for the hospital at around 6 AM. By midnight, we sent my sister-in-law to get some medicine for me and to feed our cat. We posted nothing online and notified no one but family. It really makes you wonder about the parade of medical professionals—including