Look here, Russ Do That and Jon Gazpacho sound like a couple of hard cases. In the history of time, no man has actually admitted to “starting” a “bar fight.”

Played against Battier in high school (metro-Detroit private school hoops, baby! WHAT WHAT?!) and he was as tall, but weighed about 150 pounds less than his pro career. He dunked all over our squad but a stiff breeze would pass by and he’d hum like the reed of a Buescher saxophone.

The bigger the front, the bigger the back.

And what’s with the close-talker handshake? You know both they breath smell like hot bunion cheese. 

Haven’t any of these people seen Goodfellas?!?

I’ve given up hope, but I applaud your effort.

Who took the pool picture? #NightSwimRando?

I think that was Rod Allen, announcer for the Detroit Tigers, at the end there saying, “Nice stuff...”

Urban Meyer and totally-stable-genius Jim Harbaugh appear to be his coaching mentors... draw your own conclusions.

“He came up flailing and sputtering and began to thrash his way toward the line of willows that marked the submerged creek bank. He could not swim, but how would you drown him? His wrath seemed to buoy him up. Some halt in the way of things seems to work here. See him. You could say that he’s sustained by his fellow…

You make another good point here: Namely that this guy is actually far more “armed” than the average clown who thinks he can fire two weapons at the same time (let’s just say I wouldn’t want to be the local sheriff leading the spear on that assault). A .30 cal is a relatively large weapon for a civilian (as you…

Pro-life: The “right” to be forced into the void and then left to the wolves. 

“everything you’ve worked for your entire life”... soooo, mind-boggling debt, terror, and a string of additional letters after your name? Bravo. #DormLife

Portnoy’s Complaint has really changed...

There appear to be a handful of old white guys too, which is an interesting choice.

An excellent list. I would humbly include August Wilson’s Joe Turner’s Come and Gone for a brilliant and haunting theatrical flourish.

Christ, imagine cleaning up all those damn pieces of plastic out yo damn field after blowing up yo damn $500 cooler! Hell’s bells. Plus, what was in that dang cooler? Sand? Sand loves the heat!

I love black people time.

Have you ever watched my mans stint on Jeopardy? Even with all the softball questions, he didn’t get a single right answer and barely participated. Guy is dumb as a box of MAGA hats.

Does anyone have any statistics on what the national average number of “4th degree criminal sexual conduct”-type allegations there are on college campuses? Or even involving college athletes? Of course it’s not a good thing, but this kind of shit is going on everywhere at all times and always has.