My educated guess is that this type of thing is an absolute anomaly in “big time college athletics,” and not, I don’t know, totally pervasive.
My educated guess is that this type of thing is an absolute anomaly in “big time college athletics,” and not, I don’t know, totally pervasive.
“Ofilli mi boni belli, billi belli sellis all his dominos...”
The tortoise and THAT HAIR! Amirite?
At least we don’t have a total moron in charge of our nuclear arsenal who has no idea what the Department of Energy even does, right?.... Right?...
This will definitely (and only) be successful if you, yourself, are a cop. And not black, of course. HAHAHAHAHAHA.... ahhhhh..... yea.
Yes. It’s in the manual.
**Clarence Thomas nervously glances over his own shoulder and sees... the abyss.
This is the lifelong M.O. of the “President of the United States!” He signs shit. He gets sued. He tells the court, quite honestly for once, that he did not read the contract, therefore, he cannot be held accountable to it. Case closed.
I will tell you one thing: Lynchburg, Virginia is a deeply disturbing locale. I had the unfortunate experience of staying in that town one night in the early 1990s while on college visits (I DID NOT visit Liberty, but Lynchburg falls conveniently between UVA and UNC/Duke). I can’t even describe the experience without…
The push away from fear and dread supersedes all things.
I can’t believe no one is taking DeMario more seriously.
*sigh* Somebody post the video(s)...
“That’s the most ridiculous question I’ve ever heard of.”
“Trey Falwell was the silent partner in a La Quinta Inn in Lynchburg.”
Another said it better than I ever could:
I too have weltered through Moby Dick (and In the Heart of the Sea!), and feel that Queequeg got a raw deal in the massive coffee chain heritage department.
No one is likely to read this, but “utilize” has a specific meaning over “use.” To utilize something is to use something in a way other than its intended purpose. I utilized a lighter to open my beer bottle. Or... just the dumber way works too, I guess. Who cares.
“I was in Sang Bang, Dang Gong. I was all over the place, a lot of places. I was with the Green Berets, special units battalions, commando airborne tactics, specialist tactics, units, battalions. Yeah, it was real hush hush. I was Agent Orange, Special Agent Orange. That was me.”
This is his modus operandi to a T.
...see...the joke is.... HE’S GAY!... anyone? anyone?